#ann lauterbach

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[rustbeltjessie]

Ann Lauterbach, from “The Blue Door” (POETRY Magazine, March 2023)

I was once at the Stray Dog Cabaret, once in unlit neighborhoods where sexy initiatives were underway, awaiting Jim Jarmusch. Clubs, bars, sudden upswept encounters with the privileged poor. Dancing with the stars. Meanwhile. Meanwhile, another beginning in another district. I am seeing the headlights of an oncoming vehicle; I am seeing the filmic snow. O, and I am stepping into the new day like a doe among bucks, a girl in sequins. I am trying not to count lovers, or shoes. The shoes gather, episodic, in twos. There are no agents, no inscriptions, as the story flows down into a rescinded pile. I have come to fear the punctuated day. I have come to wish I had done things differently, never to have begun with such sad disclosures. Absent the stanza, the difficult vocabulary, wandering barefoot along an avenue, before these piles, these sticks, the distant lump of dark vestigial matter and skittering sounds from under the floor lasting until dawn, and so looking outward, where skies assemble their beautiful reconnaissance traveling, as if beckoning, as if to include.

[majestativa]

Touch me here, put your hand here where it hurts.

Ann Lauterbach, If in Time: Selected Poems (1975-2000)

[unchildhood]

ANN LAUTERBACH x NIGHTCORP

“Eclipse with Object”, And For Example (1994);

untitled photos/edits by @nightcorp, published 14 July 2019

[antigonick]

I believe we learn to know by doing what we care about, and that this doing is the best route to a life well spent. The relation between doing, knowing, and caring is embedded in reciprocity; and reciprocity is contingent on receptivity.

Ann Lauterbach, in her Introduction to The Night Sky

[lifeinpoetry]

So the body wanders. / Sometime it goes where light does not reach.

Ann Lauterbach, from “Eclipse with Object,” And For Example

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