Feb 20, 2004

Utterly phenomenal reading last night by Dmitri Prigov, who howled, clicked and chanted his way into the sublime. Prigov read from his recent Ugly Ducking Presse book, 50 Drops of Blood translated by Christopher Mattison. It's really exciting to be on the same press as him. I am so proud! From 50 Drops of Blood:

Ice-cold vodka between the windowpanes
The faint crackling of bare wires
A lynx, turning into a girl with a drop
of blood in the corner of the mouth


Simply ardor in the crook
of a violet leather jacket
A drop of blood in an absorbent medium
A light damp breeze from between the legs
of the presumed cosmic gap


A sabered attack at dawn
A specific drop of blood, reaching
the heart
An enormous bolt of electric blue wool,
gnawed through by mice
Somewhere in Birmingham

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