Monthly Archives: November 2009

WHEELER HALL PROTESTS

Protesters in front of Wheeler Hall at UC Berkeley. Flickr photo by Pye42. As most of you know, I’m not one to send out mass appeals for letters or signatures, but in this case, I spent a little time outside … Continue reading

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HITCHHIKING & TRAINHOPPING–Part VII

THE CONFESSIONS OF FOFI LITTLEPANTS PART VII by Fofi Littlepants VII. PEOPLE Hesse wrote that each person is more than just himself or herself; he or she also represents “the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: ALLEN GINSBERG

A SUPERMARKET IN CALIFORNIA by Allen Ginsberg               What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.               In my hungry fatigue, and shopping … Continue reading

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SURREALISM

Portrait of André Breton by Victor Brauner, 1934. WHAT IS SURREALISM? by André Breton This was first presented as a lecture in Brussels on June 1, 1934 at a public meeting organized by the Belgian Surrealists, and thereafter issued as … Continue reading

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HITCHHIKING & TRAINHOPPING–Part VI

THE CONFESSIONS OF FOFI LITTLEPANTS PART VI by Fofi Littlepants VI. SOCIETY II ~ IDENTITY What a person sees and experiences in a particular lifetime is invariably affected by a complex interplay of internal and external factors. One views the … Continue reading

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Sunday Poetry Series Presents: David Gibbs

Nearly Forgetting the Anniversary of Your Leaving A street vendor tells me you made it, there’s only one Time left, just as a lady steps out of a bail bond. A wall mirror slips from under her arm. The falling … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: DOROTHY PARKER

By Dorothy Parker: WAIL Love has gone a-rocketing. That is not the worst; I could do without the thing, And not be the first. Joy has gone the way it came. That is nothing new; I could get along the … Continue reading

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