Haruki Murakami site (via), in case the other two on the sidebar aren't enough. Perhaps more timely is this site dedicated to the Holocaust poetry of Paul Celan. Also, a genuinely moving first-hand account of surviving the tsunami, Gore Vidal on Democracy Now, and Viktor Yuschenko is blogging. And how's this for bridging the pond: The Beastles (via). A fact: it was Dylan who first turned the Beatles on, the result being less "She loves you, yeah, yeah" and more "Sgt. Pepper." As for Dylan's metaphorical-leaning literal-ness, I always thought it had something to do with his interest in the French--Rimbaud for example. As Kristeva says, English in America is essentially not a language, but more of a code, really. Dylan, with his unique blend of folk appropriation and existential sincerity, occasionally made the code sing, even if he's not a writer.
A list of books recently, temporarily given up on: Underworld by Don Delillo (the first 100 pages were terrific), and Matter and Memory by Henri Bergson. Suspect I will soldier on at some point, but right now just too busy working nights at a restaurant (among other places) and otherwise simply enduring the winter in this politically doomed country, full of depressed working people, with a minimum of head and heartache.