This just in from English PEN:
We are delighted to announce the publication of CATECHISM: POEMS FOR PUSSY RIOT, edited by Mark Burnhope, Sarah Crewe & Sophie Mayer.
There will be ePUB, Kindle and PDF versions available on this page from 00:01hrs on Monday 1st October 2012.
The book is distributed on the ‘Pay What You Think It’s Worth’ model popularised by Radiohead and others. We recommend £5, but any amount is welcome. All revenue will go to the Pussy Riot Legal fund, and the English PEN Writers at Risk Programme.
Get it HERE!
FLEURMACH EDITOR’S NOTE: The e-book will contain a poem by Fleurmach contributor Michelle McGrane (Peony Moon).
Grimes performs “Be A Body” live in the KEXP studio. Recorded on 20 February 2012.
Host: Cheryl Waters
Engineer: Kevin Suggs
Cameras & Editing: Jim Beckmann
So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn’t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls… but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn’t heard us calling… still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them from out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time… and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together…
From Cecilia Lisbon’s diary:
Lux lost it over Kevin Haines, the garbage man. She’d wake up at five in the morning
and hang out on the front steps – like it wasn’t completely obvious.
She wrote his name in marker on all her underwear. Mom found them and bleached out the Kevins.
Lux was crying on her bed all day.
The trees like lungs filling with air.
My sister, the mean one, pulling my hair.
And so we started to learn about their lives, coming to hold collective memories of times we hadn’t experienced.
We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind dreamy… so you ended up knowing
what colours went together.
We knew the girls were really women in disguise… that they understood love and even death… and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
We knew that they knew everything about us. And that we couldn’t fathom them at all.
Screenplay based on the novel by Jeffrey Eugenides.