Driving with LLL Louise Landes Levi from Amsterdam up to Riva San Vitale in the Alps to visit Franco’s place at the Franco Beltrametti foundation:
between two places
summer is one of them
Cralan Kelder was born in 1970, growing up in California and the Netherlands. Publications include: Big Deal Rimbaud (smallMinded 2011), Give Some Word(Shearsman 2010), City Boy (Longhouse 2007), and Lemon Red (Coracle 2005). He lives in Amsterdam with the evolutionary biologist Toby Kiers and their children.
MARVIN GARBEH DAVIS SR.
A sudden hum, a soft pulse through the walls, and the bulbs bloom again: white, merciful, blinding, as if mercy itself has switched on the lights. You can hear the city rejoice. Someone shouts, “Current don come!” Radios click on. Pots clatter. Even the roosters seem to crow out of turn. The sound of the generator fades, its duties relieved.
JOHN T. HOWARD
Another morning in New Harbor arrives, this time with sun in place of cloud and fog. The waves, still audible, seem almost louder than yesterday. The dunting off in the near distance swallowed up by the constancy of ocean sounds. Tumult, clamor, crash.
ERICA EHRENBERG
Nearby, / women came out of the rubble / still pregnant years after / the children were conceived. / I kept you in, the women said, / because you were the pin / holding down the world
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