INCREMENTALS
...singers such as the Everly Brothers, Roy Orbison ... Coup de glotte, (French m., 'stroke of the glottis') or 'glottal attack, a singing ... effortlessly gliding from glottal growls of desire to the long lonesome sorrow and ... u-turn faith types
Martin Amis 1995 novel The Information, satiates the literary journal.
Antihero, Richard Tull, literary editor of The Little Magazine, in whose dank, Dickensian offices bow-tied critics lay prone, slumped over typewriters in obliquity and depression. . .
The Little Magazine, less commonly incarnate in Amis' depiction.
Struggling journals are often first port of call for poetry, stories and essays in glossier publications...
Natural corollary, inundated with rejection letters, is treading terminal tactlessness without violent hatred.
Joseph Parisi, editor of Poetry magazine has $100 million.
87-year-old Ruth Lilly, heiress to Eli Lilly endowed Poetry magazine $100 million, in spite of her own works' handwritten rejections from Parisi.
Amis conceits, like the small Chicago-based journal, circulation 12,000, stand among the richest literary publications.
. . . he chooses to invest in modernizing Poetry
Parisi smartened the image of literary journals both sides of the Atlantic.
Cutting-edge writing continues, combining arts, politics.
Sic – Adventures in Anti-Capitalism, from CHUMBAWUMA, London Magazine and discontinued Butterfly.
Dave Eggers's McSweeney's features English-language fiction:
Zadie Smith, Rick Moody,
David Foster Wallace,
Utahna Faith,
Jonathan Lethem, George Saunders, Arthur Bradford, attract cult followings.
McSweeney's, Arts and Letters Daily, Granta and New York Review of Books, available from The Little Magazine, with its perilous typescript.
McSweeney's typography creates continuity in literary culture.
John Kinsella, of Leviathan:
'disrupt the status quo as much as possible'.
Such purpose may encourage eccentrics, not a bad thing.
You never know, who might leave you $100m.
Tilly told me,
Its faith its awaiting
for
Utahna Faith
Tilly told me,
Its sweetness its silence,
its richness its innateness,
its terroir its season,
its secret its sowing,
its ready its blooming,
its Winter its looming,
its December its fleeting,
its gloaming its mooning,
its hueing its feeling,
its blush its revealing,
its lightness its being.
Tilly repeating,
Its faith its awaiting.
Bebe Veve,
You are my loa,
mounting me
around the peristyle.
YOU
you brother.
He, top hat,
He ribald,
so
profane.
WE love see him come.
He Barbancourt.
Spread black,purple.
Sweet trickster,
"What are you talking about?"
Loa (/ˈloʊə/, also written lwa /lwɑː/ as in Haitian Creole)
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Please don’t do that glottis thing w/out intent.