| The past few days...For those of you who weren’t at the Ginsberg reading on Saturday, you missed an amazing event. The many different sides of Ginsberg’s poetry were on display through the voices of nine readers. Ray Tatar also read with his wife from The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice to open the set. There was free wine & water to help augment the 103 degree heat which kept many indoors for the night.
It was at the reading where I met Stuart (SLiC) who was gracious enough to exchange two of his broadsides, Confessions of a TAB Drinker & The Dream, for a copy of my pillowed in the steap. For those of you interested in SLiC’s poetry, he can be found here:
www.slicpoetry.blogspot.com
myspace.com/slicpoetry
Facebook: SLiC Poetry
twitter.com/slicpoetry
SLiC works at Temple #2 which opened its doors Monday. I’ve been a Temple fan for quite some time and I’m looking forward to experiencing their new place. www.templecoffee.com
And speaking of third-wave coffee, I discovered last night that Roseville’s very own Bloom (www.bloomcoffee.com) is serving up some great coffee just up the way from me. For a few years now I’d been frequenting It’s A Grind on Cirby & Sunrise, but they have closed their doors recently. Visit Bloom’s website for more info. They’re open from 6am-11pm daily.
Lastly, I now have a Twitter account to which I will be posting one-line poems and event announcements so, if you’d like to become a follower, I can be found at twitter.com/dphunkt
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| Glint
A nefarious red stare,
a target of silt and
ashen hued lips under
the lit skies of sleep,
marbled awake by
the sound of eyes
missing their mark
behind bilious teeth,
rips through the heat of
pallid summer afternoon.
(First appeared on www.medusaskitchen.blogspot.com 6/19/09) |
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| it is what it isit is what it is
60 hours of work
and a murder somewhere down the street
unintentional
there's a line of people waiting
to hear their voices die
in front of an audience
there to bear witness
and the poet has a stroke
in his living room
clutching a book
that no one has read
because he never reviewed it
not that anyone would have cared
because no one reads any more
right?
And so begins my train of thought just before bed. Really, I just wanted to write something here. Anything. Because I've been working 12 hours a day 7 days a week and I'm still trying to keep my small press (Polymer Grove) running... "Her Delicate Shoe" by Jane Crown (www.janecrown.com) will be available at the end of this month. Taste the language:
The heart of a person
His iridescent memories, tucked in
Ivoried words, songs, dinners,
Piano concertos
Velveteen kisses on shaded verandas--
Trees we plant;
(from "The Soul Tree")
She's quite brilliant and the book is well worth your blood money.
Also, being re-released in February is Miles Miniaci's "Maps & Legends."
The mix is concrete on "Corporeal Landscapes" and I'm currently in the process of designing the packaging... yes, I do that too. Stay tuned for that one...
Further still, for those of you in the Sacramento area, Jack Hirschman, Sharon Doubiago, John Bennett and Jane Crown are reading at Luna's Café (1414 16th St.) on January 24 at 7:30pm. $10 at the door, $7 with flier.
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| One Bullet Left
Sometimes the sky's too cruel
to offer up any hope
and that heavy sun of heaven
ran dry a long time ago.
Our paths crossed me too many times
to bother with forgiveness;
when all I've got is burden,
your words are too much to bear.
The rain is my poetry,
so write my elegy in the clouds.
I gave it everything I had,
and I've only got one bullet left.
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