Jeanie, from Isadora Kosofsky’s series “The Three.” 2011, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
Jeanie and Will, from Isadora Kosofsky’s series “The Three.” 2011, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
Untitled, 2011. By Isadora Kosofsky, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
Jeanie, from Isadora Kosofsky’s series “The Three.” 2011, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
Jeanie and Will, from Isadora Kosofsky’s series “The Three.” 2011, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
Untitled, 2011. By Isadora Kosofsky, copyright Isadora Kosofsky
As You separate sacred from profane,
separate us from our wrongful ways.
Give us a future—
our children countless as grains of sand.
Give us peace—
majestic and beautiful as the starry night.
It would be easy if the spirit
was reasonable, was old.
But there is a stubborn gladness.
Summer air idling in the elms.
Silence hunting in the towering
storms of heaven. Thirty-two
swans in a København dusk.
The swan bleeding to death
slowly in a Greek kitchen.
A man leaves the makeshift
restaurant plotting his improvidence.
Something voiceless flies lovely
over an empty landscape.
He wanders on the way
to whoever he will become.
Passion leaves us single and safe.
The other fervor leaves us
at risk, in love, and alone.
Married sometimes forever.
- Jack Gilbert
Avinu Malkeinu—Almighty and Merciful—
Answer us with grace, for our deeds are wanting.
Save us through acts of justice and love.
Alec Soth. Two Towels, Canada, 2004. © Alec Soth.
Alec Soth. Near Gainesville, Georgia, 2014 pigment print; 30 x 40 in. Courtesy of Fraenkel Gallery, San Francisco. © Alec Soth.
Alec Soth. The Key Hotel, Kissimmee, Florida, 2012; pigment print; 30 x 40 in. Courtesy of Fraenkel Gallery, San Francisco. © Alec Soth.
MASHA: “…When you read a novel, any novel, then it seems that everything is so old hat and everything is easily understood, but when you fall in love yourself then it becomes obvious to you that nobody knows anything and each person must make their own decisions…”
“…If it had not been the Lord who was on our side, when men rose up against us:
Then they would have swallowed us up quick, when their wrath was kindled against us;
Then the waters would have overwhelmed us, the stream gone over our soul;
Then the proud waters would have gone over our soul.”
- from Psalm 124
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Published by Milkweed Editions (2018), the book is described by Booklist as “Exquisite…Chambers executes a magic that is perhaps unique to poetry: he conjures a moment from nothing, draws the reader inside, and disperses the spell with something as gentle as a shift in the wind direction, or a quiet revelation…A crackling first act by a promising new poet.”
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