Heather Groenstein and the "Libertine Collective" are promoting vital, urgent, necessary gatherings of artists. Please join us on March 20, 2010 at Billings Forge on Broad Street in Hartford. It is going to be a joyous evening of music, dance, art, spoken word. Things roll at 6. There's $5 cover. And I am really looking forward to being part of it! The poster drawing is by H.L. Groen; to see more of her amazing work check her out on Facebook. And join us on the 20th. Peace.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
POETRY OUT LOUD
After a full day of workshops at St. Joseph's College I feel inspired and encouraged.
David Williams and I accompanied Serena Briggs and Robinson Perez to St. Joseph's today and we met lots of wonderful and talented kids, exceptional teachers, and tireless and brilliant organizers.
I am really looking forward to the State Championship which will be held at St. Joseph's College on March 16 at 4 p.m. The goal of the organizers is to fill the theater, so I'm hoping that lots of Bacon faculty and kids will come to support Robbie and Serena. They were both just terrific today.
David Williams and I accompanied Serena Briggs and Robinson Perez to St. Joseph's today and we met lots of wonderful and talented kids, exceptional teachers, and tireless and brilliant organizers.
I am really looking forward to the State Championship which will be held at St. Joseph's College on March 16 at 4 p.m. The goal of the organizers is to fill the theater, so I'm hoping that lots of Bacon faculty and kids will come to support Robbie and Serena. They were both just terrific today.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Ecstasy Among Ghosts and Sleepwalking...
Please check out http://www.antrimhousebooks.com/ to take a look at my books and the books of many wonderful Antrim House poets.
The thing is is that....
...we sometimes don't tell the truth.
______
IS IS
The thing, the way we look directly at
each other, the alibi, the qualifier,
stumble-john of a funky lame excuse
improvised with hardly any thought
beyond the fact that you’re not going to play,
flimsy line as solid as a stone
yet transparent, a feeble little tale,
emergency exit lie of necessity
that we’ve all used in love or otherwise
to squirm away from something genuine
because, well, the thing is is that
there is a fiction that we must attend,
a fabrication we simply cannot miss.
______
IS IS
The thing, the way we look directly at
each other, the alibi, the qualifier,
stumble-john of a funky lame excuse
improvised with hardly any thought
beyond the fact that you’re not going to play,
flimsy line as solid as a stone
yet transparent, a feeble little tale,
emergency exit lie of necessity
that we’ve all used in love or otherwise
to squirm away from something genuine
because, well, the thing is is that
there is a fiction that we must attend,
a fabrication we simply cannot miss.
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