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1 de mar. de 2017 · If the last half century has a poet of daily life — of its dreams, babies, children, jokes, meals, sex, love, labors, and writing — she is Bernadette Mayer. She declares as much in Midwinter Day, deciding on that snowy solstice in 1978 that she will "prove the day like the dream has everything in it." 2 She will do so, she tells us, by ...
31 de ago. de 2020 · Inside Bernadette Mayer’s Time Capsule. “Memory” is a fifty-year-old project, but its nostalgia for summers lost speaks uncannily to our moment. By Dan Chiasson. August 31, 2020. In July ...
Memory (2020) From Siglio Press, a new publication of Mayer’s 1971 project Memory, that “brings together the full sequence of images and text for the first time in book form, making space for a work that has been legendary but mostly invisible.”. In July 1971, Mayer began experimenting with her memory. She shot a roll of 35mm film each day, and kept a rigorous daily journal.
By Bernadette Mayer. You jerk you didn't call me up. I haven't seen you in so long. You probably have a fucking tan. & besides that instead of making love tonight. You're drinking your parents to the airport. I'm through with you bourgeois boys. All you ever do is go back to ancestral comforts.
30 de nov. de 2022 · Bernadette Mayer, beloved friend and giant of American poetry, died last week in Poetry State Forest, NY. We share here one of our favorite poems and remember Bernadette’s great hooting laugh and love for oysters. Our deepest condolences to all who loved and knew her as we did. —New Directions. Essay. I guess it’s too late to live on the farm
Bernadette Mayer (born May 12, 1945) is an American poet, writer, and visual artist associated with both the Language poets and the New York School. Maye...
23 de jun. de 2016 · Abstract. This chapter argues that Bernadette Mayer develops a groundbreaking, influential mode referred to as “the poetics of the maternal everyday”: a feminist aesthetic that explores how daily experience is shaped by gender, represents the lived realities of being a woman and a mother, and insists that motherhood is always political.
