Monday, 25 May 2015

Home

collaboration to music ~



HOME
Words on an epicure's tongue
that subtle bitter
lost on an audience handpicked from chorus lines
while I savored buoyant questions to the edge of your mind
knowing there will be no answers
in suburbs graveled white
but on this night
the universe is crawling
on skin soft with expectation
and I have untied silk rhymes
lifting the bluebird’s cleavage
you might as well have caged it
between your colored doubts
are you listening at this moment
or are you asleep spooning spines
bent where you have dotted
all I ask is for hail in December
charting my hiding
sanding raised eyebrows
I will lie in your embrace
and deal with the aftertaste
at first crack of dawn
in absence of verse hygiene
graffiti clinging to your sunken chest
because the universe is crawling
on skin soft with expectation
and I am lost in a blizzard
that resembles your voice
you see there is no one at home
and home is everywhere
in the vast distance
in memories' dead weight
in winter’s renewal act
in promise of my eyes
and in your empty palms
where I pressed my face
fearing my many names
but one I left on rooftops

Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Rumor Has It

Silva Zanoyan Merjanian is a widely published poet who grew up in Beirut, Lebanon. She moved to Geneva during the Lebanese Civil War after personally experiencing the devastation of her beloved country. She later settled in California to raise her two sons with her husband. 

Her poetry reflects a little of what she took with her from each city she lived in, the nostalgia for her roots, her Armenian heritage and a deep sense of humanity.

Silva's work is featured in anthologies and international poetry journals. Her first volume of poetry, Uncoil a Night, was released in 2013.  

On April 24, 2015, Silva Zanoyan Merjanian was the guest of honor at 'Celebration of of Survival', which was held at Ohio State University to honor the survival and advancement of the Armenian culture despite the Armenian Genocide.




Eabha Rose Reads Silva's Poetry

Monday, 18 May 2015

'i like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. then i can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so - this has always been my dream - so that while everyone else is frozen, i can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep.'  (A Heartbreaking Story of Staggering Genius - D. Eggers)


Sunday, 17 May 2015

Preparing for Edition 5 ~ O Equador das Coisas: Convocação: Edição 5 do jornal O Equador das Coisa...

O Equador das Coisas: Convocação: Edição 5 do jornal O Equador das Coisa...: Edição 4 do Jornal de Literatura e Arte O EQUADOR DAS COISAS. O EQUADOR DAS COISAS, blog de literatura e arte em geral com mais de 7...




Seven Nova : Moment





'if I were to reach across the ocean, I would stand before you, naked, robed in light, a pillar of time, I would not speak, all meaning contained within a single gaze, the infinite reflection of two opposing mirrors.. silence, music, nature and embrace.' 7

Friday, 15 May 2015

What a wonderful festival trailer! We are counting down to Weimar for The Elephant's German debut!

Offizieller backup_festival Trailer 2015 from backup_festival on Vimeo.

Moby - Why Does My Heart Feel So Bad? (Live at The Fonda, L.A.)

Thank you Mary Sue Connolly for the most wonderful gift ! We got to enjoy a short trip to the west coast last summer, and this unforgettable gig was the highlight of our visit - beautiful soulful voice to accompany a unique performer.



un théâtre de mots et de la musique ~ Léo Ferré : La Vie Antérieure (Baudelaire)