An excellent piece from Sky News. From the YouTube description:
A Sky News piece about the rediscovery of some recordings of Larkin reading a number of his poems. These tapes are particularly significant because they include the only known recordings of him reading some of the poems from his first collection, The North Ship.
“I write fiction and I’m told it’s autobiography, I write autobiography and I’m told it’s fiction, so since I’m so dim and they’re so smart, let them decide what it is or it isn’t.”
Two brothers and their mother wrangle disfunction at every turn in Noah Hawley’s, THE PUNCH.
I double-checked the date ,and today the Bi-College New Online published a list for Spring Break reading. I guess it’s always good to get a head start? Still, it’s books and reviews and that’s what we’re here for.
And a trio of reviews from The Oregon Register-Guard retreads one paving stone, but hey, it’s bang for the click.
Sex is funny. It just is. Procreating is even funnier and best yet, sci-fi’s jousting with contraception, as Lauren Davis of i09.com points out.
In a universe stocked with sentient robots and faster than light travel, you’d hope that science would have mastered something as mundane as the human reproductive system, yet the fictive cosmos are littered with unplanned pregnancies, bastard children, and all manner of unpleasant critters bursting from one’s internal organs. Is any form of contraception safe in world of science fiction?
Check out the whole piece for a laugh. Then go think up something that will work. It’s money in the bank.
“Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the artist himself. In becoming an end it defeats itself.”
In 1951, George Whitman opened a bookshop-commune in Paris. George, 92, still runs his “den of anarchists disguised as a bookstore,” offering free, dirty beds to poor literati, cutting his hair with a candle and gluing the carpet with pancake batter. More than 40,000 poets, travelers and political activists have stayed at Shakespeare and Company, writing or stealing books, throwing parties and making soup or love while living with George’s generosity and fits of anger. Illustrious guests include Henry Miller, Anaïs Nin, Jacques Prévert, Allen Ginsberg, William Burroughs, Gregory Corso, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, James Baldwin and Richard Wright. Welcome to the makeshift utopia of the last member of the Beat Generation.