[ Tuesday, January 1, 2013; 2:00 pm; ] There are three things to consider when the New Year’s Day Poetry Marathon sweeps you into its gracefully uncouth embrace — what it is, what it was, and who you will be when it’s over. A benefit that is also a transformative experience for artist and audience, with: Adeena Karasick, Andrew Boston, Anna Dunn, Anne [...]
[ Sunday, January 1, 2012; 3:00 pm; ] There are three things to consider when the New Year’s Day Poetry Marathon sweeps you into its gracefully uncouth embrace — what it is, what it was, and who you will be when it’s over. An untamed gathering of the heart’s secret, wild nobility — over 140 poets together revealing not just that a better [...]
On a cold March night of freezing rain, thunder and lightening, Anne Waldman, Ron Padgett, Bernadette Mayer, Eileen Myles and Ed Friedman gathered at a table in the Parish Hall to talk about their time as Artistic Directors at The Poetry Project. The talk was moderated by poet and Monday Night Readings Coordinator, Macgregor Card. [...]
I’m excited if you’re excited.
And I think you’re probably excited.
Are you excited?
I think I’m excited whether or not you’re excited.
And it’s embarrassing.
But it’s too late. We’re having a conversation.
I don’t know when all the talking picked up (late aughts?) but it’s only too visible now—I don’t think we’ve heard this much collaborative noise from poets [...]
Want to hear a platitude? No. Okay, I settle in to blog and just want to apologize. And the apology’s just kind of an idle hiss. But with a lot of feeling. But the feeling is pure noise, and no steam.
Last week, sitting down with pages and pages of notes on Dana Ward, Alli Warren [...]
Poetry Time at Space Space is a two-year old reading series curated by Ben Gocker and Lucy Ives. The venue is a loft space in Ridgewood, Queens, home to the series’ co-originator, Mairikke Dau. Last Saturday, Poetry Time hosted Bay area poets Brandon Brown and Alli Warren and Dana Ward of Cincinnati. While every reading [...]
THE MERMAN’S GIFT
for Karen Weiser
Brother I need back my sticks
I hope you make it forward
Hope you learn to range
by grass depressed by possibility alone
One and every
actionable blade of glamor
in a ranger’s vatic underfauna
If we go there
I’m a total wreck my brother
carried off at totalcy
I need for you to wreck
upon yourself
the salvage you recover
from me
and I [...]
