Corina Copp
Tilda Swinton once said in an interview, referring to her collaborator Derek Jarman, director of Wittgenstein (1993): “He was the material of his own work.”
Tilda Swinton once said in an interview, referring to her collaborator Derek Jarman, director of Wittgenstein (1993): “He was the material of his own work.”
It’s possible that like John the Divine—aka John of Patmos, author of the Book of Revelation—Shiv Kotecha has been plunged into boiling oil and suffered nothing from it, his audience converted into sweet lambs upon witnessing the miracle, and the prophet-poet cast forever unto the brightness of exile.
A pioneer of feminist filmmaking considers how social engagement, literature, and a keen sense of the corporeal inform her vision.
Featuring selections by Corina Copp, Max Galyon, Patricia Spears Jones, S.D. Chrostowska, Karl Holmqvist, Phillip Lopate, Mary Simpson, and more.
It rebegins quietly, with a line
from Alain Robbe-Grillet
We are not all Pierre Guyotat, writing of our capture and interrogation in Algerian solitary in 1962, our words and acts subject to violent retaliation, but maybe we’ve seen our own soul’s bifurcation.
Corina Copp contrasts the theatrical work of Yvonne Rainer with her new collection of poems, which are private and resistant to narrative, rejecting abstraction and decorative language.
