Kafka’s Letter To His Father
Tags/ Posted by Mark KerstetterYou, supplement to the endless series, place this mirror up to your face: Can you feel the steam of breath against your lips?continue reading this poem
“You struck nearer home with your aversion to my writing and to everything that, unknown to you, was connected with it. Here I had, in fact, got some distance away from you by my own efforts…….”
Dali and the Stage of Surrealism
Tags/ Posted by Mark KerstetterKeys rattle on the way down to join the coffee grounds, guts and trash for the haruspex.continue reading this poem
At a certain point in his life as an artist, Salvador Dali fused two modes of painting that at first glance appear to be incompatible.
The Extreme World of Eraserhead
Tags/ Posted by Mark Kerstetterevery day Sarah gave thanks for the embalmed words of her childhoodcontinue reading this poem
The world of David Lynch’s great 1977 film Eraserhead is, before anything else, a world of extremes: extremes of image, situation and sound which together evoke extremes of feeling, whether of alienation, revulsion or even of laughter.
The Two Worlds of Henry Darger
Tags/ Posted by Mark KerstetterA skin boat Rises on the breast Of an unswum seacontinue reading this poem
One day in the year 1912 an unknown thief entered St. Joseph’s Hospital in Chicago and broke into a locker holding the possessions of a twenty-year-old janitor named Henry Darger. A photo of five year old Elsie Paroubek, which Darger had torn from a newspaper, was amongst the items taken.
