Saturday, February 28, 2009

If You Get Out Of Bed Your Apartment May Burn Press

Things I Saw or Recently Saw Me:

Can I Star in a TV Show Called 5 Child Scientists? Press

Giorgio Morandi

How can borders that look so wobbly seem so real?

Last night I watched three guys shotgun PBRs. Those three guys are my friends. I'm implicated. But I'm not telling who won.

August, tasting of ripe grapes and afternoon sleep,
sharpening, like the smell of boxwood, the grass blades
that yellow an uncut hill a heavier green
--from Sonnet by James Schuyler

The new chapbook press Boxwood Editions just released their first book:
Lining by Lisa Fishman

I have a copy, do you?

Friday, February 27, 2009

Ritual Billy-Killing & Marriage on Second Life Press

If your friend organized a wedding via Second Life (to save money?) would you register for Second Life to attend the wedding ("wedding"?)?


I have a secret.

Recently I've just been washing my hair with soap.

Is that weird? Maybe.

I'd like some frozen yogurt, I'm hungry.


Thank you to the poets who responded to my challenge yesterday. I'm pasting their poems below:

Second Only to Sticking Your Hand in the Toaster
& Turning the Heat Up to Bikini Island

first you wrote dear person doctored each letter
for certain wisconsin it's simply moscow here
what you'd a winter most like concluded second
only to sticking your hand in the toaster & turning
the heat up to Bikini Island more confused than
kafka in vermont breeze there's too much thigh-
master much too much juicy migraine to squeeze

--Andrew Lundwall

Second Only to Sticking Your Hand in the Toaster & Turning the Heat Up to Bikini Island

is the prickly
warm sensation you
get from helping
a salamander achieve
long term goals
like finding a
meaningful career and
overcoming its fear
of heights its
fear of snakes
its fear of
hamburgers its fear
of decorative tapestries
in large houses
owned by descendants
of one-term presidents

I do not
own a house
or a tapestry
but I am
a descendant of
Millard Fillmore supposedly
and that is
why I feel
connected to this
very important issue

--Matt Cozart

Second Only to Sticking Your Hand in the Toaster & Turning the Heat Up
to Bikini Island

The cars outside will not stop honking,
though it is past midnight & all the little eyes
that line the buildings have shut into darkness.
There are three distinct honking sounds
from three distinctly separate streets
& I wonder if they perhaps are old friends,
unable to move without a driver

calling out during the only time
when their voices can be heard.
“Hey Tom!” “How was your day, Jerry?”
“It’s been a cold one, hasn’t it?”
I close the windows & turn the music up,
but those tones insinuate themselves
into the melodies of saxophone & bass,

becoming a constant counterpoint
of HONK – Honk – honk, until
those notes define the song & I get up
& turn on the light & the coffee maker
& decide hat if this is how songs change
from intention to the actual
I have two choices & I choose the second one,
which is to sit down & write this poem.

--Billy Collins


Nothing can stop me from going to this next week:

Lyn Hejinian

Tuesday, March 3
(doors at 7PM)
@ Dixon Place
(161 Chrystie Street)
Admission is $6 at the Door.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Seven Legs Dangle from the One I Hold Press

Here is your mission if you choose to accept it:

Write a poem with the title:

Second Only to Sticking Your Hand in the Toaster & Turning the Heat Up to Bikini Island

If you email me the poem I'll post it on my blog. & I'll like you more than I did before.


Friday night is the first night I'm going out this week. And there are two things I want to go to. One is free and starts early, so that might win out. In the WIn Out Contest my bedtime is early. So, here they are:

1) At the Poetry Project at 10pm:
Flim Forum Press presents the poetry anthology A Sing Economy, featuring readings by Jessica Smith, Stephanie Strickland, Jennifer Karmin, Thom Donovan, John Cotter, Jaye Bartell, Kate Schapira, Deborah Poe, Eric Gelsinger, and editors Matthew Klane and Adam Golaski. Flim Forum Press provides space to emerging poets working in a variety of experimental modes. Other FF volumes include the anthology Oh One Arrow and The Alps by Brandon Shimoda.

2) The Stain of Poetry: A Reading Series presents
February 27th @ 7 p.m. - Stain Bar - Williamsburg , Brooklyn
*Jason Gray, Tony Mancus, Deborah Poe, Ric Royer, Mario Susko and Jessica Reed*


I really love this image by the artist Karni Dorell:


It's 8:30, so 3 1/3 hours until Friday.


Wednesday, February 25, 2009

PowerPoint vs. PowerYak Press

It's In Your Face Ash Wednesday. I'm always surprised by the first ash I see. I was on my way to Subways. Which brings me to the real topic of discussion. I'm slightly afraid I may get hooked on Subways because for $5.18 I can get one 6'' sub (Veggie Delight), one soda (diet Sprite...shhh), and 1 bag of chips (Lay's Original, which most likely will end up inside the sub). Am I allowed to do this for what may turn out to be 2 straight weeks or is someone going to stop me?


Anyways, the new issue of CapGun Magazine is out, starring such starlets as:
Fredrik Nyberg :: Zachary Schomburg :: Rachel B. Glaser :: Melissa Ginsburg :: Laura Solomon :: Matthew Rohrer :: Andrew Richmond :: Jen Tynes :: Cate Peebles


This is Keith Newton's poem, "I Lived Among Girls" over the music video for the Portastatic song "I Wanna Know Girls." Phil Morrison made the video:

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Photo ID Required for Redemption Press

Last night I called 911 for the first time in my life. A group of hoodlums outside my window were breaking glass & taking broken windowpanes from my apartment's garbage pile at 4am. They were yelling drunkenly & seemed to be trying to hunt someone to beat them with the makeshift beat sticks. So I called 911 because I was afraid they'd actually find the kid they were shouting at and club him to a pulp. I'm thinking that human-teenager-pulp is bad.

The 911 lady was very nice.

Also, gypsy cabs started circling the crew of hoodlums, which I think helped break them up before the cop(s) arrived.

Thank you, cabbies-awake-at-4am.


I came home from work this evening and curled up in bed with Kate Greenstreet. Well, okay, maybe just Greenstreet's chapbook, This Is Why I Hurt You.

It's so good! Like finding the face of a bear at the bottom of your bowl once you spooned all the ice-cream into your mouth.

These are two of my favorite stanzas:

I didn't know if, because [the deer] was wounded, he
might harm me--out of desperation. But I didn't
want to push him away. He would put his head
down on my lap, then lift it up--to look at me
and speak. After a while I realized he wasn't really
talking--it was a machine, inside him.

And then much later in the chapbook:

The night works by slowing. "I've always known"
is a way to name it. He had these big sharp claws
on his hooves, and sometimes he'd put one up on
me. I understood it as the part of our mind where
art comes from. And I hope he wouldn't scratch
me with them, because that would really hurt.

Man, there are so many lines that will break you. But it's like having your back cracked by someone you trust. It may sound scary, but afterwards you'll feel a bit relieved, a bit taller, and then you go to your secret collection of stethoscopes hanging from the rafters in the attic, and you start to listen to what people are really saying when they move towards or away from you.

Lame House 2008.


Sunday, February 22, 2009

I Put Your Frontal Lobe In My Coat Pocket Press

I want someone to blurb my book & just have the blurb be a photo of the food pyramid with quotes around it.


It's time to take a break from reading books and buy a few journals!


The Agriculture Reader Issue Three is up, buy it here.

Shimon Adaf
Christian Barter
Heather Christle
Joshua Cohen
Julia Cohen
Dennis Cooper
Mark Edmund Doten
Will Edmiston
Elaine Equi
Christian Hawkey
Robert Hershon
Jen Hyde
Noelle Kocot
Justin Marks
Anthony McCann
Mike McDonough
Sharon Mesmer
Eileen Myles
Peter Orner
Joey Parlett
Stephen Priest
Ariana Reines
Jerome Sala
Tony Towle
Diane Williams
Rebecca Wolff
Matvei Yankelevich
Matthew Zapruder



Dilruba Ahmed
Aaron Anstett
Tamiko Beyer
Ash Bowen
Charlie Clark
Arpine Konyalian Grenier
Angela Hibbs
Dennis Hinrichsen
dawn lonsinger
Bobbi Lurie
Ron Mohring
George Moore
Deborah Poe
Patrick Rosal
Michael Salcman
Maureen Seaton
Floarea Ţuţuianu, trans. Adam J. Sorkin
and Irma Giannetti
Jakob VanLammeren

The Laurel Review:

Paige Ackerson-Kiely
Carrie Olivia Adams
Ralph Angel
Angela Ball
Nancy Botkin
Mary Lou Buschi
Cynthia Cruz
Jordan Davis
Wayne Dodd
Sharon Dolin
Norman Dubie
Jennifer Edwards
Angie Estes
John Estes
Lisa Fishman
Graham Foust
Christine Garren
Albert Goldbarth
Arielle Greenberg
James Harms
Lola Haskins
Laura Kasischke
Elizabeth Knapp
Susanne Kort
Dorothea Laskey
Matthew Lippman
Dawn Lonsinger
Charlie Malone
Louise Mathias
Gretchen Mattox
Glenn Mott
Sarah O’Brien
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Nate Pritts
Kevin Prufer
Stella Radulascu
Dana Roeser
Deborah Anne Roth
Stan Sanvel Rubin
Roy Seeger
Hugh Seidman
Mary Szybist
Pablo Tanguay
Philip Terman
Chase Twichell
Robert Vandermolen
G.C. Waldrep
David Welch
Jared White
Franz Wright
Gail Wronsky
Arthur Vogelsang
Matthew Zapruder


Copper Nickel 11, nab it here.

Featuring art by Maggie Taylor, a novella by Alyson Hagy, poems by Marilyn Krysl, G. C. Waldrep, and Mark Yakich, and a delicious essay by Simmons B. Buntin. Introducing Cate Witter, Amber Rickner, Kelsey Ripley, and Courtney Charles. Including short fiction by Matthew Kirkpatrick, Janis Butler Holm, Aurelie Sheehan, and Ron Savage, and poems by Drew Blanchard, Billy Reynolds, Katharine Rauk, Devon Branca, David Harrity, Panika M. C. Dillon, Byron A. Kanoti, Carlin Mackie, Christina Mengert, Jessica Goodfellow, Keith Montesano, Jeanie Thompson, Jeffrey Alfier, Maureen Alsop, Michele Poulos, Joseph P. Wood, Matt Keuter, Anthony Madrid, Holly Simonsen, Aimee Baker, Steven D. Schroeder, Julia Cohen, Alison Pelegrin, and Grace Egbert.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The Human Mind Will Not Function When It Is Hot Press

Today we tried to see 3 different movies and all were sold out by the time we got there (4:15, 5:30, and 6:15):



Coraline 3D

But our failure to see any of the above movies resulted in: walking around NYC, going to 4-Faced Liar for a drink, watching my friend eat a taco, and actually getting to hang out with my friend's fiance. Who is awesome.


I'm going to try and finish a poem today.

Friday, February 20, 2009

She Was Red Before I Got Here Press

All of the press names that pop into my head recently have NOT been appropriate to post. I'm trying to stick with to my G, PG,PG-13 schtick.

Anyways, what are you doing this weekend? I think you need to vote for my friend's video so it wins the Black Lips contest. It takes a second, you just make a vimeo account if you don't already have one (name, email) and then click on the heart on the top right side of the video.

The video you need to vote for is the 3rd video down, by "Ben and Alex". So look for this video on the website:

Black Lips - Starting Over from Ben and Alex on Vimeo.

Ok? Thank you.

(It's not their fault if you don't like the song.)


I'm going to this next Tuesday so I can swoon at Lynn Hejinian. I'm also pumped for the actual readers.:

Tues., Feb. 24, 6:00 p.m. sharp, free
ACA Galleries
529 W. 20th St., 5th Flr.

Event will be hosted by
Atelos Publishing Project directors and editors
Lyn Hejinian and Travis Ortiz

Featuring readings from

Ted Greenwald
Jennifer Scappettone
Lytle Shaw
Edwin Torres
Rodrigo Toscano


What book have you been reading this week? I've been scavenging:

Take It, by Joshua Beckman.
Buy It Here, from Wave

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I Wish John Ashbery Would Stop Publishing Your Poetry Under His Name Press

Well, well. AWP 2009. Well, well.

Thank you to JMW & Lily Brown(& Bella) for letting us stay with them in Chicago.

Thank you to JMW's poetry students for their attention during our reading & enthusiasm during the Q&A.

Thank you to the many awesome poets who read every night of the conference and to the poets who organized said readings.

Thank you to the city of Chicago for the $2.50 bottles of Old Style. I will miss you.

(Soon, soon I will reveal to you the wondrous books/chapbooks/journals I picked up to keep me company during the remaining dark, insidious months of winter.)


Have you seen Joaquin Phoenix on Letterman? This is after Phoenix has sworn off acting to pursue a career in rapping:

I thank Dana Stevens for this excerpt from his/her article in Slate (I bolded by favorite sentence):

There are multiple theories as to what Phoenix's public decompensation is all about. (He announced in October that he was giving up acting for good to pursue a career as a musician and has since had one disastrous live show in which he rapped inaudibly and fell off the stage.) He could be spiraling down into alcohol or drug addiction—the actor has done a stint in rehab in the past. He could be mentally ill. Or the whole thing could be an elaborate hoax, staged with the help of his friend and brother-in-law Casey Affleck, who's planning to direct a documentary that's ostensibly about Phoenix's transition from acting to rapping but will (according to theory No. 3) turn out to be the chronicle of an Andy Kaufman-style piece of performance art.


Friday I'm seeing the film Made In Jamaica.

Looks good, doesn't it?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

When I Got My Laundry Bag Back from the Laundromat It Was Filled With Breathing, Golden Combs Press

Are you going to AWP? I'm leaving tomorrow morning, and somehow I have to take the Long Island Railroad to the airport. It would be pretty amazing/terrible if AWP was in Long Island.

I'll be enthusiastically selling copies of Saltgrass (Issue 3 and maybe 2, if you're lucky) with Octopus and Rope-a-dope at some numbered table. Come find us and say hello, please.


Last night I saw this film and thoroughly enjoyed it (go see it in a theater). The camera doesn't leave the classroom, the teacher's lounge, or the school yard. You see no more of France than those 3 locations, maybe a stairwell in the school.


So these are the readings I think I may go to:


***Thursday 6-9pm
The Burning Chair Readings: Ahsahta Press & Typo
Location: The Empty Bottle, 1035 N. Western Ave
Cost: Cover charge TBD by venue
Poetry readings from Carrie Olivia Adams, Ben Doller, Kathleen Jesme, Forrest Gander, Brenda Hillman, Alex Lemon, Barbara Maloutas, Rusty Morrison, G.E. Patterson, Marvyn Petrucci, & Stephanie Strickland.

Can I go to this, too, somehow?:

Thursday 6:30pm:
Poetry in Translation
Location: SAIC Ballroom, 112 S. Michigan Avenue
Cost: Free admission
Donald Revell, Cole Swensen, Forrest Gander, Jen Hofer, Laura Solórzano, Johannes Goranssön, Maxine Chernoff, and Paul Hoover read from their work and discuss translation. Hosted by The Poetry Center of Chicago.

Oh man, I think I'll have to miss this but I do want to go:

Thursday at 7:30pm:
Independent Poetry Presses Mega-Reading
Location: Myopic Books, 1564 N. Milwaukee Ave. (Blue Line to Damen) Chicago
Cost: Free
Join us for a reading by the exceptional poets of Saturnalia Books, Litmus Press, and Nightboat Books featuring Sebastian Agudelo, Cal Bedient, Stefania Heim, John Keene, Timothy Liu, Jill Magi, Laura Moriarity, Nathanaël (Nathalie Stephens), Jennifer Scappettone, Lytton Smith, Kerri Sonnenberg, and Jonathan Weinert.

and this one:

Thurday 8pm:
MAKE Reading and Dance Party
Location: At the legendary Hideout, 1345 W. Wabansia
Cost: $7, 21 and over only
MAKE: A Chicago Literary Magazine in cahoots with Action Books, ACM, Windy City Story Slam, and the green lantern present an AWP off-site reading and dance party with poems and stories from John Beer, Arda Collins, Joel Craig, William Hillman, Dan McCann, Caroline Picard, Greg Purcell, Kathleen Rooney + Elisa Gabbert, & Abraham Smith. Music from Paul Cary and featuring poet and performer Marvin Tate with his band, BabyAlright.



Friday 4-6pm:
Mrs. Maybe Issue #2 Launch Party
Location: C-33 Gallery, Columbia College Chicago, 33 E. Congress (First Floor)
Cost: Free
Mrs. Maybe, A Journal of Skeptical Occultism, presents readings from contributors and co-conspirators including Jessica Savitz, Catherine Theis, James Shea, Jessica Baron, Christopher Deweese, Laura Sims, and Jared Stanley. Mrs. Maybe is a published in Northern California edited by Lauren Levin, Catherine Meng, and Jared Stanley.

Friday 6pm:
NO THOUSANDS: A Small Press Reading
Location: The Empty Bottle, 1035 N. Western Ave.
Cost: Free
Black Ocean; Cannibal Books; Forklift, Ohio; Octopus Books; and Rope-A-Dope Press Present: Dean Young, Johannes G�ransson, Joshua Harmon, Claire Donato, Kevin Holden, Russell Dillon, Alexis Orgera, Eric Baus, Shane McCrae, Sampson Starkweather, and Chris Tonelli.

I don't think I can make it to this, but I wish I could: Friday 7pm:
Diode & Anti- Poetry Reading and Reception
Location: Curtiss Hall, 10th floor of the Fine Arts Building, 410 S. Michigan Avenue, Chicago, IL 60605
Cost: Free
Readers: Bob Hicok, Mary Biddinger, Jake Adam York, Paul Guest, Noah Falck, Joshua Ware, Steven Schroeder, G.C. Waldrep, Patrick Lawler, Lee Ann Roripaugh, Brent Goodman, Adam Clay, Matt Guenette and Ada Limon.

Oh god, this looks good: Friday 8pm:

American Hybrid anthology reading
Location: The EP Theater, 1820 S Halsted, Chicago, IL, 60608
(in the Pilsen/Little Village gallery district)
Wine & cheese reception & reading to celebrate the publication of the American Hybrid anthology; readers include Forrest Gander, Rae Armantrout, Don Revell, Brenda Hillman, Eleni Sikelianos, Bin Ramke, and others.

and this, Friday 8pm:

Rabbit Light Live
Location: New Wave Coffee, 2557 N. Milwaukee Ave, Chicago
Cost: Free
Readings by poets Srikanth Reddy, Lisa Fishman, Lily Brown, Noah Eli Gordon, Arda Collins, Richard Meier, Sarah Gridley, Suzanne Buffam, Abraham Smith, Sara Veglahn, Jaswinder Bolina, and Christopher Stackhouse



Saturday, 8pm-10:30pm
coconut / MILK reading!!!
Location: Myopic Books, 1564 N. Milwaukee Ave, Chicago, IL 60622
Cost: FREE & open to anyone!
A poetry reading featuring Denise Duhamel, Jenny Boully, Susan Wheeler, Daniel Nester, Prageeta Sharma, Gene Tanta, Jen Tynes, Lea Graham, Reb Livingston, Mirela Ramona Ciupag, Ken Rumble, Gina Myers, Natalie Lyalin, Emily Kendal Frey, Zach Schomburg, Larry Sawyer, Bruce Covey, and others! Support an independent bookstore by coming! Co-sponsored by MILK Magazine and Coconut Poetry.


If you have "it" in "you," please stop by the Dancing Girl Press table and snag a copy of my new chapbook. Table 754/55 w/ Switchback and Featherproof books.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

By Bravery I Mean Laziness Press

Busy? I feel you.

I recently read Jesse Ball's Samedi the Deafness. It's awesomely poetic for a book about the coming apocalypse, here are some sections that will make you miss your subway stop. The level of suspense is 'invigorating,' and reminded me of Donna Tart's The Secret History, but better:

"No room can be so quiet as a quiet bathroom in an empty house. Everyone has left the country, James thought, even though he knew it wasn't true."

"Four-fold ovens and the cleverness of hands. A man with the skill of setting traps. A bird with one eye because he has been painted only in profile. We shall not let him turn, not until he has sung his supper."

"There was an elephant, and its features vaguely resembled his own. The elephant was being eaten by many small furred devils, who also vaguely resembled him. They were led, however, by a man with a large baton. His face was entirely blank."

"James said nothing about the egg room."

"She shook her head violently from side to side like a bird in a leather strap."

Arrive quietly as I finish. Surely that is within your power."

"All owls, he once told James, end up in hell. There they sit on the branches of scalded trees and whisper their wisdom into the blighted ears of vain scholars who are carved in the shapes of kites by smooth-skinned dusk children in trembling tunics of white. I will not go there, James had said."

"The clouds, he thought. Those are the clouds. He recoiled in horror."
Jesse Ball:


Big news, the third issue of The Agriculture Reader is out:

Shimon Adaf
Christian Barter
Heather Christle Joshua Cohen
Julia Cohen
Dennis Cooper
Mark Edmund Doten
Will Edmiston
Elaine Equi
Christian Hawkey
Robert Hershon
Jen Hyde
Noelle Kocot
Justin Marks
Anthony McCann
Mike McDonough
Sharon Mesmer
Eileen Myles
Peter Orner
Joey Parlett
Stephen Priest
Ariana Reines
Jerome Sala
Tony Towle
Diane Williams
Rebecca Wolff
Matvei Yankelevich
Matthew Zapruder

Buy it here.

Friday, February 6, 2009

The Swamp Aesthetic Press

I'm going to eat Korean food tonight with a high school friend and see a play! Then I'm going to go home and blast music really loudly while cleaning the bedroom so that when M comes home after a rock show, he'll stop frowning when he says "We live in squalor."

Want to help me clean the bedroom?

It's mainly a heap of skirts and sweaters that needs to be un-heaped and hung in the closet.

I haven't written a poem since the end of December, it makes me feel like my brain isn't working properly. I'm not filtering out the good things?



Gently Read Literature
February 2009 Issue

Poetry Reviews:
Poetry that Jingles, a Good Value: Zinta Aistars on Katy Lederer’s The Heaven-Sent Leaf
The Past Still Remains: J. Michael Wahlgren on Idra Novey’s The Next Country
The Word is the Thing: Laurie Junkins on Sally Van Doren’s Sex at Noon Taxes
Tangible Poetic Gold: Suzanne Ondrus on Aracelis Girmay’s Teeth
The Adaptation/Adoption of Form: Nici Lee on Narrow Road to the Interior by Kimiko Hahn
Nature in its Raw: R.L. Greenfield on Charles Wright’s Littlefoot

Fiction Reviews:
More Schizophrenic than Southern: Ashly Hood on Katie Crouch’s debut novel Girls in Trucks
A Warmhearted Journey: Amy Schrader on Stefan Merrill Block’s novel The Story of Forgetting
A Quiet Ending to a Loud Story: Sam Friedman on the novel Prescription for a Superior Existence by Josh Emmons


Mark Bibbins tells you things, here.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

If You Send Me a Photograph of a Stillborn Elephant It Will Make Me Sad Press

Things got weird last Saturday night:


Things also got weird at Jenna Spevack's gallery opening two weeks ago. I love her drawings. You should check out her website
Her drawing labeled River01 in the Collapse series on her site is the one I'm the most in love with, but here are a few others:

The other artist in the gallery was displaying work of mini-tent like creations you could climb inside of:

Last week I went to the Ahsahta reading:

Paige Ackerson-Kiely

Susan Briante

Kate Greenstreet

Kathleen Jesme

Kristi Maxwell

Stephanie Strickland
[I forgot to take a photo]

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Charismatic Wildlife Press

Today I went across the street to the deli to get lunch. It's snowing hard.

I had my headphones on and, I guess, had zoned out, sort of entranced by Nico Muhly's song, "The Only Tune Part 1: The Two Sisters."

On my way out, with my bag of Soy Crisps and a giant thing of water (office water is freaky), I didn't see a man walk into the deli. To avoid walking right into him at the last minute, I stepped back.

But in doing so, my bag swung forward and smacked him right in the stomach.

Then he said, "Sorry!"

And I walked around him.

I'm typically the woman who apologizes in a situation in which a man (or woman) steps on my foot and it's clearly NOT my fault. Normally men in this city do not apologize, but think it is somehow socially acceptable to acknowledge the apology of the wounded victim and walk off tra la la down the street. Or something. Point being, I apologize a lot on the subway when I'm not actually doing anything other than getting bumped or squished by someone else. On the subway, women seem always to apologize to men for things they're not responsible for. So, this might be one of the first times in my life in which 1) I totally didn't apologize when I should have and 2) the man apologized in earnest. And now I feel bad. Oh well. I need to work on making my apologies more timely.


Funny article/blog in the New York Times by Christoph Niemann:
He writes," During the cold and dark Berlin winter days, I spend a lot of time with my boys in their room. And as I look at the toys scattered on the floor, my mind inevitably wanders back to New York."

Monday, February 2, 2009

Can You Beg But Not Differ? Press

I watched the majority of the superbowl in the Bronx last night. I'm not sure what else to say about that. Oh, before I arrived at the place where I was to watch the superbowl, I bought a bouncy ball at an ice hockey rink, and then I walked around the Bronx in the warm winter and bounced the ball around. It was really toasty out yesterday, and I'm happy to confirm that I can amuse myself for well over an hour with a pavement and a ball in the Bronx as long as the sun feels warm.


Thanks to everyone who commented on my last post, who commented on it over at the htmlgiant blog, and who emailed me. If you haven't read or are behind on reading Anne Boyer's blog, you should really head over there: Here are previous blog entries of Anne's I've enjoyed: here and here and *here*. I'm mentioning Boyer because she is someone who brings energy, thoughtfulness, and joy to her writings about writings that I soundly appreciate.


I'm going to this tomorrow. Care to join me?

Tuesday, February 3rd, 6:30 PM

New York City
The popular new series in New York's historic Fraunces Tavern,
Admission is free.
Fraunces Tavern
54 Pearl Street (corner of Broad Street)
Presented in partnership with the Lower Manhattan Cultural Council.


Then on Wednesday I'm going to this:

Wednesday, February 4, 8 PM
Anne Boyer & Stephanie Strickland

Anne Boyer is the author of The Romance of Happy Workers (Coffee House, 2008), Art is War (Mitzvah Chaps 2008), Selected Dreams with a Note on Phrenology (Dusie 2007), and Anne Boyer's Good Apocalypse (Effing Press 2006). She lives in Kansas and teaches at the Kansas City Art Institute. Stephanie Strickland’s fifth book of poems, Zone : Zero (book + CD), was just published by Ahsahta Press. Her latest collaborative hypermedia work, which she will read from, was introduced in Paris and shown at the Zaoem poetry festival in Ghent. She teaches experimental poetry and e-lit at many colleges and universities, most recently the University of Utah, and is working on a book-length sequence of poems, “Huracan’s Harp.”