Tucson is a magical place in May. That certain breeze carrying the not-yet-blistering, sultry-but-not-sweltering heat, the one that sends so many scurrying, will leave roads wide open for the rest of ...
I came across this thought of creating a poetry film while reading an essay from Anon Seven on what qualifies as a Poetry-film, borrowing the term from William Wees. In 1984, Wees first made the case ...