heteroglossic howlings from minnesota
tonight is the umn's HOWL celebration. we will open with a soundtrack of wolves howling (putting the Minnesota imprimatur on the evening) and then go on to a group reading of the celestial rant, followed by open-mike testimonials and a reading of HOWL in about 15 different languages, from Albanian to Yiddish. Two Ethiopian languages (Amharic and Oromo), Chinese and Japanese, Bulgarian and Roman, Haitian Patwa, Danish, German, French, Italian, Russian, Spanish, Hebrew, and maybe Farsi. If everybody shows up. Sheetcake saying "holy holy holy" and live jazz by three generations of Latino musicians, the Santiago family. Amazing. David Bernstein is the secret hero of the event, having gone above and beyond in his planning and visioning. Terri Sutton is the other secret hero, the publicist for the department and organizer supreme. I am fretting about what to wear and what to do first, play the wolves howling or show Allen reading. Anyway, it's overcast and gray, still, not a single stirring of wind, and i shd go to the gym before it's too late. that'll put me in a good mood for the rest of the day, so i can deal with the technical difficulties that are bound to crop up. Wish me luck (mockingbird.). And unpoetic as i feel right now, it will be a poetry orgy. lovely words and lovely energy.