is originally from St. Louis. He has lived in NYC since 1981. He has published over 8 books of poetry -- most of them as installments of his ongoing poem Metropolis: Metropolis 1-15 (Sun & Moon Press, 2000). That book was awarded the New American Poetry Award (1997); Metropolis 16-29 (Coach House Books, Toronto 2002) received a “Book Of The Year” award from Small Press Traffic, 2003; and his latest collection Metropolis 30: The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire is forthcoming in Spring 2004 (Edge Books). Earlier titles include Leases (Periphery Press), among the cynics (Singing Horse Press) and Ameresque (Buck Downs Books). He has also collaborated with visual artists Dirk Rowntree, Klaus Killisch.  He is the editor-publisher of Object literary journal and Object/p o e t s c o o p books.  From 1987-1996 he was a curator and organizer for the now legendary Ear Inn Reading Series (Segue Foundation).  He teaches at New York University.

va nàixer a  St. Louis. Viu a la ciudat de Nova York des de 1981. Ha publicat  més de 8 llibres de poesia - la majoria en forma de fulletó del seu poema continu Metropolis: Metropolis 1-15 (Sun & Moon Press, 2000). Aquest llibre va obtenir el New American Poetry Award (1997); Metropolis 16-29 (Coach House Books, Toronto 2002) va obtenir el guardó Llibre de l'any de Small Press Traffic, 2003;  i el seu últim recull Metropolis 30: The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire eixirà a la primavera del 2004 (Edge Books). Entre els seus llibres anteriors  hi ha  Leases (Periphery Press), Among the Cynics (Singing Horse Press) i Ameresque (Buck Downs Books). També ha col·laborat amb artistes visuals com Dirk Rowntree i Klaus Killisch. És director-editor de l'Object Literary Journal i Object/p o e t s c o o p Books. De 1987 a 1996 va ser comisari i organitzador de les llegendàries Ear Inn Reading Series (Segue Foundation). Imparteix classes a la Universitat  de Nova York.

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This window makes me feel

Dedicated to those were lost in The World Trade Center bombing

This window makes me feel like I’m protected. This window makes me feel like people don’t know much about recent history, at least as far as trivia goes. This window makes me feel whole and emotionally satisfied. This window makes me feel like I’m flying all over the place, gliding and swirling down suddenly. This window makes me feel like I count and I enjoy knowing my opinions are heard so that hopefully I can help change the future.  This window makes me feel like I’ll find the one thing that makes me feel like I want to feel. This window makes me feel like I can tackle any problem anytime. This window makes me feel like I have energy again and it refreshes my brain cells and makes my feet move. This window makes me feel like I’m the only person who can do something as cool as drumming. This window makes me feel like it’s better to hear that other people have gone through it—it’s like a rainbow at the end of the storm. This window makes me feel good and grounded and peaceful all at the same time. This window makes me feel like the year I spent campaigning was worth it. This window makes me feel like the artist really knows something about the truth. This window makes me feel really good and also makes me feel like it heightens the sex when it finally happens. This window makes me feel like I’m walking along a creek behind a super-market. The window makes me feel like I did when I went to a heavy-metal hair stylist who wore a swastika belt buckle and I didn’t say anything. This window makes me feel like violence is around every corner. This window makes me feel like there is a part of the news story that I missed. This window makes me feel like I’m a rabbit being hunted.  This window makes me feel like I have a tangible, relevant role in some ongoing process.  This window makes me feel like I’ve won a prize, like I got a part in a movie.  This window makes me feel like I do when I hug my dog.  This window makes me feel like I want to travel there and find out for myself.  This window makes me feel like a special person to have them take a personal interest in my life. This window makes me feel like I’m on the ship in Ben-Hur. This window makes me feel uncomfortable like when people judge other people’s sexuality. This window makes me feel like I’m giving back something to the place that gives so much to me. This window makes me feel like I’ve always been somebody outside looking in. This window makes me feel more Jewish. This window makes me feel like I do when I take care of other people. This window makes me feel like people rely on me to get the job done. This window makes me feel like she’s a nice girl who makes mistakes. This window makes me feel like it’s raining outside and I feel dizzy and I like it. This window makes me feel blessed that I will be living in America for another year. This window makes me feel weird like I know what happened on that visit couldn’t happen and it makes me feel good to see how things have changed for the better. This window makes me feel good about myself to be able to paint because my artwork helps me to show my feelings that I couldn’t show before. This window makes me feel like I cannot be responsible for what other people say or do. This window makes me feel rich as I engage in this non-essential and expensive habit.  This window makes me feel good to know that my company cares enough about its employees to even consider going for a program like this. This window makes me feel good knowing that the little things that I do can make such a positive difference in others’ lives. This window makes me feel like I really shouldn’t take extensive lie-ins on Sundays, that I’ve wasted most of the day, which makes me feel like I’m cheating. This window makes me feel more mature like when I volunteered at the hospital. This window makes me feel good and lets me know that I’m a pretty good player. This window makes me feel like my disappointment is a rock in my chest—it makes me feel hard inside.  This window makes me feel like I’m actually doing some good and besides I get to sneak in a lesson on life. This window makes me feel like I have knocked down some pretty thick walls for others. This window makes me feel like I have a front row seat at the world’s most ancient and mysterious show, that I am witness to the dawn of time. This window makes me feel unwanted and ugly and sometimes it makes me feel dirty when we make love because I don’t know what he’s thinking about. This window makes me feel rich but what a contradiction because I loathe capitalist hullabaloo yet still crave Vegas. This window makes me feel closer to God by worshipping through song. This window makes me feel my loneliness more keenly. This window makes me feel weird and I feel like people are looking at me and that makes me nervous. This window makes me feel like I need to go behind his back when I want to spend money. This window makes me feel like a man and nothing else has ever made me feel like a man. This window makes me feel like he’s perfect no matter how mad he makes me. This window makes me feel almost as good as diving does because I’m online about 10 hours a day—I have very, very few real life friends—I’m pathetic. This window makes me feel like stupidity comes from the inside. This window makes me feel like I did when I was walking down the street one day and I met a perfect stranger who said that he was on his way to becoming a Ranger. This window

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Aquesta finestra em fa sentir

Dedicat a aquells que es van perdre en el bombardeig del The World Trade Center.

Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si estiguera protegit. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si la gent no sabera gaire sobre la història recent, si més no més enllà de trivialitats. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir plenament i emocionalment satisfet. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si volara pertot, lliscant, i de sobte em precipitara cap avall en un remolí. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si contara i m'agradara saber que s'escolten les meues opinions, de manera que amb sort puga ajudar a canviar el futur. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si haguera de trobar l'única cosa que em faça sentir com vull sentir. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si poguera fer front a qualsevol problema en qualsevol moment. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si tornara a tenir energia i em referescara les neurones i em fera moure els peus. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si fóra l'única persona que sap fer alguna cosa tan guai com tocar la bateria. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si fóra millor assabentar-se que altres han passat per això -és com un arc de sant Martí al final de la tempesta. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir bé i centrat i seré alhora. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si l'any que vaig dedicar a fer campanya valgué la pena. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si l'artista realment sabera alguna cosa sobre la veritat. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir realment bé i també em fa sentir com si realçara el sexe quan finalment succeeix. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si caminara a la vora d'un rierol darrere d'un supermercat. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com quan vaig anar a un perruquer heavy-metal que portava un cinturó amb sivella en forma d'esvàstica i no vaig dir res. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si la violència estiguera a cada cantonada. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si hi haguera una part de la notícia que m'he perdut. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si fóra un conill a qui estan caçant. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si tinguera un paper tangible i rellevant en algun procés en curs. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si haguera guanyat un premi, com si  aconseguira un paper en una pel·lícula. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com quan abrace el meu gos. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si volguera viatjar allà i esbrinar-ho per mi mateix. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com una persona especial perquè ells s'interessen personalment per la meua vida. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si em trobara a la galera en Ben-Hur. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir incòmode com quan la gent jutja la sexualitat dels altres. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si retornara alguna cosa al lloc que tant em dóna. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si sempre haguera estat algú de fora mirant cap endins. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir més jueu. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com quan tinc cura dels altres. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si la gent confiara en mi perquè es resolguen les coses. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si fóra una xica bonica que comet errors. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si ploguera enfora i em sent marejat i m'agrada. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com afortunat perquè viuré als Estats Units un altre any més. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir estrany com si sabera que el que va succeir durant aquesta visita no va poder succeir i em fa sentir bé veure com les coses han canviat per a millor. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir bé amb mi mateix per poder pintar, perquè les meues obres m'ajuden a mostrar els meus sentiments que abans no podia mostrar. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si no poguera responsabilitzar-me del que diuen o fan els altres. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir ric tal com  m'inicie en aquest hàbit no essencial i car. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir bé en saber que la meua empresa es preocupa tant pels seus empleats que ni tan sols considere la possibilitat d'optar per un altre programa com aquest. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir bé en saber que les petites coses que faig poden significar una diferència tan positiva en la vida dels altres. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si de debò no hauria de ronsejar tant els diumenges, que he balafiat la major part del dia, cosa que em fa sentir com si estiguera fent trampa. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir més madur com quan vaig fer de voluntari a l'hospital. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir bé i em fa saber que sóc un jugador bastant bo. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir que la meua desil·lusió és una roca dins del meu pit -em fa sentir dur per dins. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si de fet estiguera fent alguna cosa bona i de pas aconseguir furtivament una lliçó sobre la vida. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si haguera enderrocat alguns murs bastant gruixuts per a altres. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si tinguera una butaca en primera fila per a l'espectacle més antic i misteriós del món, que sóc testimoni de l'alba del temps. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir no desitjat i lleig i de vegades em fa sentir brut quan fem l'amor, perquè no sé ell en què pensa. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir ric, però quina contradicció perquè deteste el desgavell capitalista tot i morir-me per Las Vegas. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir més prop de Déu retent culte mitjançant la cançó. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir la meua soledat més intensament. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir estrany i note com si la gent em mirara i això em posa nerviós. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com si necessitara amagar-me d'ell si vull gastar diners. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com un home i cap altra cosa m'ha fet mai sentir-me com un home. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir que ell és perfecte per molt que m'emprenye. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir quasi tan bé com si bussejara, perquè estic en la xarxa unes déu hores al dia -tinc molt, molt pocs amics de debò-,  sóc patètic. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir que l'estupidesa ve de dins. Aquesta finestra em fa sentir com aquell dia en què anava pel carrer i vaig trobar-me amb un perfecte desconegut que em va dir que anava per a Ranger. Aquesta finestra...
 

[Traducció Manuel Hamerlinck i Octavi Monsonís]

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