12.03.2009
Diaspora
Juliana Spahr (from Chicago Postmodern Poetry):
1) Where did you grow up? Was poetry and writing part of that mix?
Chillicothe, Ohio.
There was little poetry and writing. But we didn't have a television so I read a lot of books. Mainly novels. And a lot of newspapers, news magazines, etc. Although books of any sort were hard to find at the time. The public library didn't have a big collection. The only bookstore in town was Christian. (This is still true.) In high school I used to hang out at
the community college library but I couldn't check stuff out there so I would go there in the evening and just read for a few hours.
Au contraire, Juliana! There is the completely trivial BookWorld on Bridge Street. Not much poetry, but they do have a section devoted to paranormal romance.
(thx to Andy at Leaky Pillow for the evidence)
7.30.2009
7.25.2009
Part One
Whoa, old documentary on Bronx gangs in the 70s. 8 parts in total, but what else are you doing? Stop watching True Blood for a minute and watch this.
7.03.2009
They came, they saw
6.25.2009
6.18.2009
YOUNG & RECLUSE
Wanting to woo knowledge
Like it's a squirrel/ on the rail
With your ring in its mouth;
Stuffing kernels of it
In your cheeks and down pockets
For 5000 years/ at the nude picnic
Found a dollar in the sand
And your stance on animal astrology
Brought an impressed investor
Success lasts for two syllables
Sorry I meant that/ besides
No one wants to read an epic poem
About themselves/ really
You look great in that sad party hat
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