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ALEKSEY DAYEN: Poems for NO!art site | New York | Jun 28

A LULLABY
for Boris Lurie

"a mother sings a lullaby"
-Jack Micheline

a mother sings a lullaby
the song about nights
in the Warsaw Ghetto
and about WW II
non-stop in concentration camps,
about sinking ships
that sailed to New York
and kissed the ugly toe
of a green-painted French lady,
about a small space in Brooklyn (Williamsburg)
and hours and years in the laundromat
and pennies for the pension fund,
about a junky daughter
and the death of a husband
in a bordello on Times Square
... and other little things

a mother sings a lullaby
to her only son
killed by some black guy
in an anti-Semitic riot ...

LOBSTER

I had a lobster today
it smelled like death
but vodka at Lurie's house
prior to that smelled like
Chernobyl-Buchenwald-Heaven
New York ghetto
my past haunting me
fishing me out
from NY desert
like the bullet that flew
through my arm in
Chechnya in 1993
it's red dinosaur shit body
looks helpless angry
while my wife crashes it
into pieces that sells for
$12.95 plus tax
dead lobsters waiting

NO!look

Here or there
no difference all
I see
and feel
is a haunting past in every move stocked by solitude
and ghetto produced by Chernobyl and WWII, and
Moscow's flat, and Hebrew speaking great
grandma killing every essence of me in a carpet
surrounded small room with the essence of my
passport-no picture and a few lines as a mark of my existence.
Me-marked by a hotel of imaginary self-explanatory distortion.
And there she was-respect for beauty-sore eyes
surrounded by short black hair. No hair aligning itself
with eyebrows of sorrow. Eyelashes shooting desires
straight into the skies. New machine age.
Piece of shit vomited body-not so human-
more alive than Mr. or Mrs.-trigger resolving wishes.
There she stood-ribs shooting out there-killing
dead Eva-pinkies aligned with shoulders.
Devils in my head abnormally taking my muse for a ride
fucking her in the ass with a bottle of absinth.
Name it.
Call it despair.
She stood there naked hugging her vagina and thinking
no imagining what I imagined without intercourse.

It takes a man to say NO.
It takes an animal to shut up.
I've been told that she's good looking,
knowing that she's the best one-
presenting her pussy as an accordion to play with-
just note and push.
That's what life is about-push alive.
My life-is hunting-to kill-kill my past,
my father inside of me.
Killing (the past makes present and future alive).
Any day
I've made a killing
waiting to see it happen.

related:  related linkAleksey Dayen Poems
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AMIKAM GOLDMAN: Benefit show | New York | Jun 11
BENEFIT NIGHT FOR YUKO SUETA @ ROTHKO, ON THE 12th, SUNDAY !!!

"I recently found out that I have breast cancer. They call it as cancer stage 4. The cancer has already spread to lymph nodes, bones and lungs. I’m going to take chemo therapy and radiation therapy soon. But I feel like it’s not enough to beat my cancer. I’m ready to take a bunch of alternative treatments. Your donation for this benefit show will go to these treatments. Also I would like to share the joy of living through the music with you on this night. Yuko Sueta   June 3rd/05 "

Yuko is a dear dear friend of mine. We spent many many hours together while i was living in New York,(well we were roommates first for half a year). Yuko has a real soul, she's a saint who cares for people, you can tell from her sweet smile. She is a great writer and a true experimental filmmaker & photographer (if you've seen some of her beautiful photos that were hang in 'Natori' the Japanese restaurant on st. marks place, you would know what i mean) she helped me a great deal with my documentary film "NO!art Man", she shot few scenes in the movie, while I was interviewing Boris & Gertrude.
this cursed cancer is so unfair...

please show your support and love, she needs it all !

Thank you, Ami G.
related:  related linkYuko Sueta

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MARTIN LEVITT: Working with Boris | Essex Junction | Jun 4

Working with anyone who survived the death camps is a tricky business. They are always looking for some danger and making maneuvers to screw you up. I have been a friend and even did work for Boris. It was for cash on the barrel head. I am willing to entertain Boris, feed Boris, help Boris; but business deals are only done with me in charge. After the war I found that the survivors of concentration camps had very abrasive and difficult personalities. There is no one who could go through that type of regime and life and come away unscathed. It didn't matter if you were French or Russian or Scandinavian; you were never normal again. You were a survivor! Kicked and beaten when you were a innocent puppy. Essentially Boris is a generous and affectionate human who lives with a huge number of hideous, emotional scars.

When you do any business with him you must set up all the boundaries and rules in advance. As a result I have a great relationship with him. He has been a good and loyal friend and knows exactly what he has to do to deal with me. Boris probably thinks that I am a combination of irascible and feebleminded. He fancies he knows how to deal with me. GOOD!
But never forget he is intelligent and creative and that is a precious quality in a friend.
You just have to laugh at his occasional pernicious forays.

love, Martin
related:  related linkBoris Lurie NO

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MARTIN LEVITT: Poor ancient Boris | Essex Junction/USA | Mar 5

The Ancient Boris Lurie has never seen the NO!art site. He has no computer knowledge or a gestalt with electronics. He is in an outside toilet sitting on a cold board crumpling a piece of newspaper in his hand. I have told him that the current NO!art site is right on target with its reportage of art in 2005.

Keep up the good work. Your presentation is splendid.

 Martin Levitt

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