GEORGE OPPEN
above the image of the engine
Sunday, 4/11/10, 2pm
BRING YOUR FAVORITE OPPEN POEMS
go to the top floor of the parking garage on
15th Street between Locust and Spruce
garage entrance is in the middle of the block
(between Fox & Hound and Buca Di Beppo)
we'll be reading on the west end of the roof
(just walk straight ahead after getting off the elevator)
from up there we can best see the image of the engine
from "Image of the Engine"
But even in the beautiful bony children
Who arise in the morning have left behind
Them worn and squalid toys in the trash
Which is a grimy death of love. The lost
Glitter of the stores!
The streets of stores!
Crossed by the streets of stores
And every crevice of the city leaking
Rubble: concrete, conduit, pipe, a crumbling
Rubble of our roots . . .
some online Oppen links:
OPPEN ON PENNSOUND
OPPEN EPC Page
Rachel Blau DuPlessis on Oppen in Jacket Magazine
"I choose to believe in the natural consciousness, I see what the deer see, the desire NOT TO is the desire to be alone in fear of equality/ I see what the grass (blade) would see if it had eyes"
--George Oppen, from his notebooks
OPPEN ON PENNSOUND
OPPEN EPC Page
Rachel Blau DuPlessis on Oppen in Jacket Magazine
"I choose to believe in the natural consciousness, I see what the deer see, the desire NOT TO is the desire to be alone in fear of equality/ I see what the grass (blade) would see if it had eyes"
--George Oppen, from his notebooks
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