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Internationalist Books
405 West Franklin Street
Chapel Hill, NC  27516
919-942-1740

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DESERT CITY: SATURDAY JAN. 15 AT 8PM

Who:  Standard Schaefer, author of _Nova_ and the forthcoming _Water & 
Power_, 1999 National Poetry Series Selection, freelance journalist, 
former babysitter of Twinkles and Sunshine, will make you love him

Who: Marcos Canteli, author of _Enjambre_ and  _Su Sombrio_ the winner 
of Spain's Ciudad de Burgos award, current Duke University graduate 
student, newlywed, taught Dan Flavin everything he knows

Who:  Rachel Price, translator of Marcos Canteli's poems, Duke graduate 
student, scholar w/ flavor, sang "You Ain't Nothing But A Hound Dog" on 
Stein's 90th birthday

What:  Desert City Poetry Series, Spanish-English Poetry reading, two 
languages are better than one

When:  This Saturday, January 15th, 8:00pm, 2005.

Where:  Internationalist Books, 405 W. Franklin Street, Chapel Hill, NC

Why:  "Too much agreement ... kills the chat" "when / arrival was 
return / finding the finest / shortcut"

See you there.....

Next Month: February 19th: 2004 National Book Award Finalist Cole 
Swensen with Chris Vitiello

*Internationalist Books: http://www.internationalistbooks.org

*Desert City Poetry Series: http://desertcity.blogspot.com

*Standard Schaefer: 
http://www.fencemag.com/v2n2/work/standardschaefer.html

*Marcos Canteli: 
http://www.lukor.com/literatura/noticias/0411/04175415.htm

*Rachel Price: http://www.duke.edu/~jad2/price.htm

Contact the DCPS:  Ken Rumble, director: rumblek at bellsouth dot net

"Peak"
by Standard Schaefer

Speak
no, smoke

but I appraoch as an equal,
three miles, all mountain

set on devouring
if not the setting, then certain accommodations

modestly burnt off--

the marine layer
and the alleged force of beautiful things

a visual discourse suppressed by the frivolous
refolds as geological upheaval

voiciferous shafts of light above all

a burdened archipelago
of bad options and enthusiasm

not quite wavering between not quite nowhere

and not quite with nowhere left to go



from "Morning: Hintz Road"
by Marcos Canteli, translated by Rachel Price

or that moment among
the snow
fording the depth in its hardness
the heart deepened
under the highbeams, as did
a wound in the absence of that
hand

    *

a traffic
of images that would come to be
real not here but on
their way, doubling
that time
when the real perhaps may be only
that time

    *

and the tang of innocent animals skins
decomposing, nor
will the reek remain

this last heat knowing all the same that in
some sense something human they have

    *

when the traversed
takes root

    *

in any event
the warmth
was already a sediment, sitting

there or in the form
of saliva skin of hospital a
very simple emotion
from inside

    *

or this boy
who in hugging the tree trunk carries
us off