a book review prevised, myself on harrison abbreviated

the poet in the poems (man outside of time) is a brother to sergei esenin--but i, today, need a medium to channel a strange ghost. what does he say to me? jim harrison is esenin's trueblue kithandkin, and a living man with an entourage of chihuahua crows. and in his poems, a voice between shoulder blades invoking a space between the wars, i find a certain comfort.

i was allowed to publish a review of harrison's newest book, in search of small gods, for the critical flame. that review is here.

my interpretations of esenin and gumilev lyrics are forthcoming in the spring AGNI, like birds on the wing. there is something in a poet wants a lesser language to conquer, and waits for it...

follow-up on the gitmo blacksite 'suicides'

my elegy to al-zahrani was posted below, and now harper's has written a full expose (pardon my french) of the blatant cover-up of three detainees murdered (probably tortured intentionally to death) in guantanomo bay in 2006. research teams have scoured redacted documents and officers have come forward to contradict the official narrative fabricated by the u.s. gov't.

thanks to scott horton for bringing this to light, and also to all who've been on the ball (hat-tip to andrew sullivan for first alerting me to this particular story via his 'daily dish'). it's haunted me now for months.

the article is here.