Singer Sargent Press

I love this Sargent painting:

Poets 4 Loko Reading Tour Press

I hope if you are in one of these 7 cities, you will make it to one of my and Lily Brown's (and Cindy King for the second half of the trip) first book tour readings.

Can you, can you make it?

We will be selling our books for real cheap and we will dedicate all of our poems to you:

Here are some details:

Poets 4 Loko Reading Tour:

Atlanta, GA, FRIDAY December 3rd:
Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, Nichole Steinberg
8:00PM
Emory Bookstore, Atlanta, GA, US
http://www.poetrycouncil.campuslifetech.org/

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Raleigh, North Carolina, FRIDAY December 10th:
Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, Anna Lena Phillips, Nellie Bellows
8pm
Morning Times, 10 E. Hargett St.

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Richmond, Virginia, SATURDAY December 11th:
Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, with contributors of the RVA zines lips and celestial bodies
6pm Vegan potluck
7 pm reading
The Flying Brick
506 S.Pine St., Richmond 23220

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Philly, PA, THURSDAY, December 16th:
Cynthia Arrieu-King, Lily Brown, Julia Cohen, and Patrick Lucy
6pm
Fergie's Pub
1214 Sansom Street
Philly, PA

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Brooklyn, NY, FRIDAY, December 17th :
Cynthia Arrieu-King, Lily Brown, Julia Cohen
7pm
Yardmeter Editions
Location: 267 Douglass Street, Brooklyn, NY

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Providence, RI, SATURDAY, December 18th :
Cynthia Arrieu-King, Lily Brown, Julia Cohen
6pm
Ada Books
717 Westminster St, Providence

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Hadley, MA, SUNDAY December 19th :
Cynthia Arrieu-King, Lily Brown, Julia Cohen
Flying Object
Sunday, Dec 19th, 6pm.
42 West Street, Hadley, MA 01035
flying-object.org/

If you come, we will turn you into the cutest baby tapir. We promise:

Vacation Press

I might be watching tv & googling weird things:

I Like To Like Press

Something good hurling at you:
http://noojournal.com/12.htm
You have to read it to believe.


Do you believe?

I Took The Aloof Loofa In The Shower Press

Lily Ladewig and Anne Cecilia Holmes have a chapbook coming out soon with Blue Hour Press called I Am A Natural Wonder. They have a blog featuring collab poems with that title so Jen Denrow and I have one up there: http://anaturalwonder.wordpress.com/. I cannot wait for their chapbook to come out. Two of their poems will be in the new issue of Saltgrass as well.

Triggah Triggah Press

So, I think my book is officially available.

“The poetics enacted in Triggermoon Triggermoon is rare in its exuberance and delicate humanity, its wistful acceptance of imperfection as the human condition, imperfection as a kind of pet we grow to love and depend upon. I have grown to love and depend upon this book.”—Bin Ramke

“Julia Cohen’s poems will knock you out with their fresh logics like some moon-governed dream... this collection is half in the world and half in the 'non-world' that 'occasionally rolls over you,' utterly grounded in the domestic and wildly transformative.”
—Elizabeth Willis


You can order it here for $14 dollars:
http://blacklawrence.com/JuliaCohen.html

Corn Kernel Press

Sometimes a friend comes over, and you just really want to reach into your freezer, extract two corn kernels, paint faces on them, and then animate them together. Right?

17 Press

When I was seventeen I liked this Neruda poem:

Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks

All those men were there inside,
when she came in totally naked.
They had been drinking: they began to spit.
Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.
She was a mermaid who had lost her way.
The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.
Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.
Not knowing tears, she did not weep tears.
Not knowing clothes, she did not have clothes.
They blackened her with burnt corks and cigarette stubs,
and rolled around laughing on the tavern floor.
She did not speak because she had no speech.
Her eyes were the colour of distant love,
her twin arms were made of white topaz.
Her lips moved, silent, in a coral light,
and suddenly she went out by that door.
Entering the river she was cleaned,
shining like a white stone in the rain,
and without looking back she swam again
swam towards emptiness, swam towards death.

Day for Night for Day Press

Is this a poem by Zach Schomburg?:

Laundry Press

I'm at the Laundromat. They have wifi here. Three loads of clothing. The laundry bag was very heavy. There were to men sitting on a couch outside, in their driveway, drinking beer and watching me haul the laundry bag passed them. I felt awkward, like I was in a cartoon.

I was watching this today with my students:

The first poem Sueyeun Juliette Lee reads is AMAZING.

How the Frost Ossifies the Leaves Press

Dear Reader,
Who am I?
Dear Reader,
I sign postcards Love, the Bloodless Hyacinths. I sign them Best, your Citronella Candle. I hate mosquitoes, hate them. I will wake my boyfriend from a deep sleep to squash the buzzing. How could something so loud suddenly be so close? Who do I want vibrating near me? I stay up until dawn waiting for a single mosquito to sleep. I read back issues of The New Yorker from the 90s. I move to a dry climate & thin altitude. Everything is real & everything perceived is a fiction of itself. It’s a matter of how much you unload at one time. How much laundry you shove in the washer. I save money by packing my clothing into the machine but my clothing doesn’t get as clean. So sweaters emerge from the dryer with white dog hairs attached. Dear Postcard, this is not how I write poetry. A scene is not glutted. Scenes are pinpricks on a map: the beak of a bird stabbing the water’s surface. Here, a shipwreck. Here, a highway bottleneck. Locations are memories and memories are images and images are reinventions and reinvention is how we hope to transfer our guts. Here, have my guts. They’re warm & will steam your glasses.

Locations flicker by & the I may flicker with them. Like my skin, I leave myself everywhere. Whole selves. To say, I raised a black rooster. To say I took the whir out of the hamper. To say I hold arrows in my sleep instead of mosquitoes. To say I am these people because of emotion. Because emotion locates the words within me. Or vice versa. It is a form of transportation, a form of transference, & passing of the guts. Amoeba, merger, guillotine.

The You is anyone on I’s team. It’s not the taking of blood with bite but the sharing of blood. You and I, we applepick. We gather fists of red-headed leaves. The leaves hang from the tree but the tree is gone. Or the tree is a bonfire. Or the tree is the seat I was asked to leave the day my childhood ditched me. Always more fire, always more blood.

Dear Red Cross, is this pill a blood thinner? Is it pink not red? Do I spread out to avoid a certain exposure? How is five I’s taking off one layer of clothing different then a single I disrobing five layers? Am I afraid of being recognized? This birthmark? This genitalia? Or is there another form of inclusion? Because I steam the vibrating plum in the center of your chest? Because the steam is warm, too.

Yours, like hydra

Blink Blink Press

The band Snowblink is the best. All you have to do is be in or go to Europe to hear them right now:


SNOWBLINK EUROPEAN TOUR 2010

Fri 5 Nov HOLLAND NIJMEGEN at DOORNROOSJE (with The Acorn)



Sat 6 Nov UK LONDON at CAFE OTO (Opening for Howe Gelb of Giant Sand)



Tue 9 Nov ITALY ROME at INIT (with The Acorn)



Wed 10 Nov ITALY MILAN at LA CASA (with The Acorn)



Thu 11 Nov SWITZERLAND VEVEY HEARTLAND FESTIVAL - (Opening for Owen Pallett and Destroyer).


Sun 14 Nov GERMANY HEIDELBERG at the Heiedelberg Jazz Festival (with The Acorn)


Mon 15 Nov GERMANY MUNICH at AMPERE (with The Acorn)


Wed 17 Nov BELGIUM STUC at LEUVEN (with The Acorn)

CANADA

Fri 19 Nov ONTARIO WATERLOO at NUMUS FESTIVAL

Drinkin' 'Nog Press

One Act Play overheard today:

JD: For a moment I thought something was in the oven. And we were waiting for it. And then I was like, “When will it be done?” And then I was, “What’s in the oven? What’s in the oven?”
MS: Oh?
JD: I think it’s because you said “Butter.”
MS: I do, I do say butter.

Is That a Hygiene Problem or a Miracle? Press

You know what that means!

Tonight is also the Denver art walk, so I will walk around and look at art, and also see my friend's gym, which she opened with her husband, because it's in that district. I might even kickbox.

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I love these Stevens lines:

The life of the poem in the mind has not yet begun
You were not born yet when the trees were crystal


WHO WANTS TO GET THIS TATTOO?

Embalmed Editor Press

Can you come to this reading? I hope so!:

The Bad Shadow Affair presents an evening of readings with Joanna Ruocco, Thibault Raoult, Tim Roberts, and Margaret Ronda.
 

Details:
Reading is November 6th
this Saturday
at 7:30pm

at Lost Lake Lounge
address: 3602 E. Colfax Ave
Denver, CO 80206
 

Joanna Ruocco is the author of Man’s Companions (Tarpaulin Sky, 2010) and The Mothering Coven (Ellipsis Press, 2009). She co-edits Birkensnake, a fiction journal. She currently resides in Denver, Colorado.

Thibault Raoult, born in Pithiviers, France, & raised in Rochester, NY, has published two chapbooks--"El P.E." via Projective Industries & "I'll Say I'm Only Visiting" via Cannibal. A former Dolin Scholar at the University of Chicago, he holds an MFA from Brown University. Person Hour, his first book, will be published via BlazeVOX Books.

Tim Roberts is a writer and editor living in Denver. He is the publisher, with Julie Carr, of Counterpath Press. His book Drizzle Pocket will be out from BlazeVox Books this Spring.

Margaret Ronda's book of poems, Personification, won the 2009 Saturnalia Books Poetry Prize. Recent poems can be found in Aufgabe, Gulf Coast, and Berkeley Poetry Review. She just moved to Bloomington, Indiana, where she is teaching poetry and American literature at Indiana University.

Paw Trigger Paw Press

Can someone explain to me why Chasing Amy is part of the Criterion Collection?