About the Flaneur
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I walk through my blindness the way I wander down streets in Paris: unfettered and alive, alert to the raw material of the senses. I am a flaneur. Come along with me. Just don’t try to take my arm, unless I ask. What’s a flaneur? Read the first post, Return of the Flaneur to Galerie Vivienne. After that, try Foot Rage and the Blind Flaneur. Then stay tuned.Letting Go of Sight
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I’ve canoed on Lake Superior for almost as many years as I’ve been losing eyesight. I return year after year like a migrating loon to learn the other side of a slow, uncertain process that we could call “going blind.” After 35 years with the lake as my teacher, I know what lies on the other side. I call it letting go of sight. Read Big Water. See more about the Great Lakes.Not This Pig
If there is an emerging genetic underclass, I could run for class president or class clown. Read more in Not This Pig (2003).Media in Transition @ MiT
Disabled Americans today have to negotiate for the kinds of accommodations made for FDR, and the caveat “reasonable accommodation” is built into the law. President Franklin Roosevelt did not have to negotiate. He could summon vast resources of the federal government – money as well as brains – to accomplish the work of disability. And it was accomplished with such thoroughness and efficiency that its scale could be called the Accessibility-Industrial Complex had it been directed toward public accommodations and not solely the needs of a single man. Read FDR and the Hidden Work of Disability [MiT8 2013]
Shepard Fairey claimed that his posterization of a copyrighted AP news photo of Barack Obama was a transformative work protected by the fair use doctrine. In other words, it was a shape-shifter. I claim fair use, too, when I reproduce and transform copyrighted works into media formats that are accessible to me as a blind reader. Read Shape-Shifters in the Fair Use Lab [MiT6 2009]
The social engineers who created a system for licensing beggars in New York never imagined that a blind woman had culture or could make culture. She herself may not have imagined it, either. In the moment when Paul Strand photographed her surreptitiously on the street in 1916, he could not have expected that one day blind photographers would reverse the camera’s gaze. Read Curiosity & The Blind Photographer. [MiT5 2007]
Category Archives: poetry
Al Purdy Was Here, So Have Another Beer
“I am a sensitive man. Would you believe I write poems?” After seeing his documentary at the Toronto International Film Festival, whenever I drink a beer or talk about poetry I sound like Al Purdy. Continue reading
My Valentine for Ms. Modigliani
Velázquez. Venus at her Mirror. 1649-51; “Elegy To His Mistress Going To Bed” by John Donne | Listen to the poem as read by Jasper Britton (YouTube)
Philip Levine Is Named U.S. Poet Laureate
I was very pleased this morning to hear the news that Philip Levine has been named the next Poet Laureate at the Library of Congress. I’ve loved his poetry ever since I began to seriously read and write poems as a teenager. When my genetic eye disease was diagnosed a few years later, I discovered that I’d internalized one of Levine’s poems and clung to it like a lifeline when I needed it most. I told the story in my 2004 essay “Not This Pig.”
Philip Levine’s Poem “The Simple Truth”
Philip Levine won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1995 for his book, “The Simple Truth.” Here is the title poem.
Poet Suheir Hammad : “Fear the Unexploded”
via TED: “Poet Suheir Hammad performs two spine-tingling spoken-word pieces: “What I Will” and “break (clustered)” — meditations on war and peace, on women and power. Wait for the astonishing line: “Do not fear what has blown up. If you must, fear the unexploded.””
