Articles written by: Charles Bernstein

Image Credit: Susan Bee, Anywhere Out of the World, (2019), 24" x 18", 30” x 24”, oil on linen. Courtesy of the artist.
Arts & Culture / Convergence / Politics / Vol. 2 No. 4

from Where Here Were We

June 24 Every once in a while well maybe not every when the wind is especially fierce there’s a rawness without sorrow or wound, shouted into storm, the low the high the good the bad. Well maybe not bad but it feels that way, like a slap across the face […]

Image Credit: Susan Bee, Jacob's Ladder, (2019, 24" x 18", oil and enamel on linen). Courtesy of the artist.
Convergence / Health / Politics / Vol. 2 No. 3

Heard Immunity

Sometimes as I wander loose among pangs and pongs of unsolicited remorse, I cast aside the bromides that shield my thoughts from a disease I fear I cannot shake casting stones across the waters of my losses as one drowning imagines shore.

Image Credit: Susan Bee, Votes for Women, 2018, 30" x 40", oil, enamel, sand, linen, Courtesy of the artist
Arts & Culture / The Reading Room / Vol. 2 No. 1-2

Poetic Citizenship and Negative Dialectics

Poetry is best that governs least. No it isn’t. Poetry and citizenship are inconsolably incommensurable, conjoined at the heart but beating time to different drummers. From time to time. Aesthetic justice is symbolic and dwells next to, not in, the world of political action. Give me a break! The politics […]

Shields Green
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Stage / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Shields Green

Shields Green* (1836-1859) The life lives after the life As a seed is a void in the world-as-is Opening paths to worlds-could-be. If and as, where and when, remains Sewn into the Heavenly Garment Of the Unknown, halfway between there And hereafter, lodged in an either Of times’ remorseless ether […]

Our United Fates
Arts & Culture / Convergence / Politics / Vol. 1 No. 1

Our United Fates

From one many Many one Facts on ground Head in clouds More perfect, less perfect Imperfect, just perfect Less than we thought More to become No man’s land That is our land Sojourners on way To where we cannot say Don’t forget that caviar Is just fish eggs in a […]