Monosodium glutamate or umami: the fifth crystal taste
So much odorless
White fox in headphones summer
Resembles us, sniffs
The Aztec unnaccustomed to war
As annihilation, needing victims
Yes, fascinery to fasces, won’t fardel all these tinders myself
I mean, man! How much time must we make of thine redoubts
Speak if the glistening water is potable, iodine wine-dark
Red dust is that what
Making its face toward me
I’m up, dear rooster
Robotically sorting plums is like
My uncle’s Rhinophyma comes not
From drinking hard or delivering in the pre-dawn frigid milks:
Generally in Celtic gents, it’s genetic, oi?
Fastening greenish enamel fake nails we would shoot off with air guns
To college sports caps
Mall lights we see them green in
Or optative rebuffs in moths they fly
While dumping beers beside the cop’s back wheels
Rigor a reflection of the acerval rhythms producing
Rigor redemptive, read songs by appropriating
You Are Not Dead - Wendy Xu : Small Press Distribution
— I love this new amazing long poem by Jess Grover, up today in Spoke Too Soon: A Journal of the Longer, edited by Kelin Loe and Leora Fridman. The issue includes my close-reading of the poem, as well as audio of its entirety. Read more here.
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I’ve become a little bit obsessed with this particular ship out in the water at Rockaway Beach.
I think it’s an oil tanker. I can’t confirm that each time I take its photo, it’s the same ship, though I think it is. I keep fantasizing about the lives of the people inside, if there are any. Each time I leave for a few weeks, I feel surprisingly afraid it won’t be there when I get back.
So far, so good. Something it does well is confirm where water turns to sky.
Everyday Genius May 2014
And Then It Was Less Bleak Because We Said So- Wendy Xu
Fool’s Words- Poetry Recitation every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday (Haven’t been doing too well, but hopefully I’ll get back to posting on time. >_<).
You can read it for yourself here! If you would like to request a poem, put it in my ask box.
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During the month of May I was given the opportunity to edit Everyday Genius, which is part and parcel of Publishing Genius, What I love about EG is, because of its daily frequency, its commitment to risk as its own reward. What gets published might be ephemeral or profound, but it remains…
Our newest chapbook!
ANY BERRY YOU LIKE, by Rachael Katz
Printed in an edition of 75, hand-stitched and numbered
Copies will be available soon for purchase online, but for now, they can be purchased from the author at any upcoming reading date.
Keep up with Rachael here, or here.
If you’re in Western Massachusetts, come hear Rachael read from ANY BERRY YOU LIKE on June 6th, at Flying Object. Copies will be available!
Berries and Almond Butter and iO Poetry Issue 11
Some days I don’t like to cook. That’s happening more and more often. But let me tell you the most wonderful thing about eating Berries dipped in Almond Butter. IT’S INCREDIBLY DELICIOUS. And because I love you very much, I want to share a nut-butter life hack. First, buy the good stuff, which means, it should only have one ingredient (nut). Then, store the jar in the fridge upside down. That will prevent the oil from settling out. Finally, use the lid as a dipping cup, as pictured above.
I’ve written a few times lately about how much I’m enjoying lit mags that make reading more manageable. iO Poetry sure fits that bill, with 10 poets per issue. Over at Superstition Review I publish 10 artists, 10 stories, 10 essays, 10 interviews, and 20 poets per issue. Folks have called our issues “epic.” And while I think there’s room in the Lit Mag universe for these varied approaches, there are days (especially close to launch) where I wish I had chosen a smaller scale. But then again, I really love giving that space to writers and artists.
What attracts me to iO Poetry is that I can really finish an issue over lunch, and walk away with a healthy dose of new poetry. For me, that’s how you can tell Today Was a Good Day. Here I really enjoy Michael Bazzett, especially the line, “From a distance, silver staples.”
I have a few personal design biases that are flaring for me. First, I would love a way to click more easily between the 10 poems in the issue. Yes, the menu is right there but I love a paging feature, and this paging feature is scrolling through all blog posts not just the Issue posts. It’s a problem with using Wordpress as a CMS (and that’s one of the reasons I use WP only for the blog and use Drupal for the magazine—the menuing options in Drupal are hands down the best in the industry). Second, would love to have the contributor info on the same page with the work. But these are picky things, and not every reader will agree. I do really enjoy the use of headshots.
I think I’ll submit some poems to you, iO Poetry. You’re doing great work.
You should really check out their website.
And like them on Facebook.
And follow them on Twitter.
“ Xu’s poetry is concerned with how the mind constructs ways to make living in a world that is often bleak and dangerous worthwhile. The poems in You Are Not Dead are funny and sad—often at the same time. They champion the imagination’s usefulness in the everyday and explore the tension between one’s need for connection with other people while also holding onto one’s individuality. To this end, Xu’s poetry reminds the reader of staying with an old friend; they are ingratiating, not afraid to get heavy, and know when to tell you it’s time for you to leave. ”
— Ben Seanor kindly invited me to talk a bit about You Are Not Dead, urgency, iO, and attempts to be funny, among other things over at Front Porch. You can read the entire interview here
even New York comes to an end