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'Sites 4 soar eyes / breaths of fresh ear . . .

A visually beautiful 'site serving both form and function? Literature Map: The Tourist Map of Literature. My pleasure :). (GNOD also features Music, Film and Flork. Don't ask.)

The BBC's coming up roses in the po-department: Let Poetry Into Your Life. I don't quite understand the throwback to "poetess"; but, I voted. Yep. For us there is only the trying. The beauty booty provides visitors with a lovely set of audio-visual treats. I like Jarvis Cocker. Always thought of him as much poet as singer-songwriter. Even pay homage to his poetry linking to an especially cogent rack of lines. (Some day, the BBC will upload the talks David Jones delivered in the sixties and I will actually respect it in the morning.)

While visiting the UK, park at The Guardian to discover all kinds of weird places poets do it (and, admit it, too).

By far superior in most every way for those who appreciate such a surfeit of delights? PennSound, a project from the Centre for Programmes in Contemporary Writing. Begin at the beginning. Or else (prepare to fall through a space-time continuum on your way to finding out about Olson via Bowering). Great stuff.

And, a few lines from Geoffrey Hill's "September Song" which speak to his talent, that pic and these times:

. . . (I have made
an elegy for myself it
is true)

September fattens on vines. Roses
flake from the wall. The smoke
of harmless fires drifts to my eyes.

This is plenty. This is more than enough.

Okay. That's all she wrote.