The Sevdah issue shines best in its sideways revelations, exposing what we’ve always wanted in the shape of its absence.
Read MorePsyche’s desperate desire for Cupid evokes sevdah, the human condition humming like a sad organ across a mythopoetic soundscape.
Read MoreThe work of poetry is a perishing, hauntingly apprehended in the songs of sevdah.
Read MoreTo be young is fleeting. Love and life pass like the ungraspable wind, never to return again.
Read MoreEach of these pieces pulls us into sharp-eyed focus, reminds us why we’re here & who we’re becoming. Best of luck to our nominees. Here’s to possibility.
Read MoreBang, the universe began—and ended. A cosmos is reduced to an epigram. Narrative allows us to dash through eternity as quick as a quantum leap.
Read MoreI wanted to create a visual language in my art practice that reflected the way these musical cut-ups and abrasions sounded to me—transmuted, rejoined.
Read MoreFor me, these realities of nature reveal a sense of presto: an inherent poetry to this life, a chance to find meaning and magic in a world we share with such strange creatures.
Read MoreI’m inclined to think life or thoughts or ideas aren’t a blur of movement so much as a collage of image and voice: layered, constant, revved, and singing.
Read MoreIn an older sense of the word, to understand means “to stand among.” When I need to understand anything, I often stand among songs.
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