Posts tagged “poetry”
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Barry Gifford at City Light Books
May 31, 2012
Hey Bay Area!
Barry Gifford, author of the critically-acclaimed Sailor and Lula series and the upcoming poetry volume Imagining Paradise, will be speaking at City Light Books in San Francisco on May 31st at 7pm.
City Light Books is located at:
261 Columbus Avenue…
Tags: barry gifford, book readings, city light books, imaging paradise, poetry, san francisco
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Martin Douglas Poetry Reading at The Home Of.
October 9, 2010
October 9, 2010, 8:00PM, Martin Douglas will be the The Home Of. in Brooklyn, reading from his poetry collection, Once You Go Back. The Home Of is a rear house located one block from the 4th Avenue and 9th Street subway stop, serviced by the F, R, and G trains, in the Gowanus section of Brooklyn. For more information on the exact location visit http://thehomeof.org/.
Tags: brooklyn, martin douglas, once you go back, poetry, the house of
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Linh Dinh poems at Bookslut
February 5, 2010
Bookslut has just reprinted three poems from Some Kind of Cheese Orgy, the most recent poetry collection from Linh Dinh, author of Blood and Soap, Fake House, and the forthcoming Love Like Hate. Check them out here.
I Owe You These Lines
Welcome, friend, I give you
My very best friend, to eat.
I did not kill my best friend, friend,
Although I did rejoice at his death,
As I would rejoice at your death,
As you would, no doubt, fall over
Laughing at news of my demise.
With the sharpest or dullest knife,
Whatever’s handy, I’ll point the tip
Of my blade at your jugular vein,
Observe your jiggling jaw, ask
About your questionable taste
In wine, painting and poetry.
Fall is my favorite season, I somberly reflect,
As your blood pools in the sharp morning air,
As I incise a clean cross on your funny belly,
As I gut you, glancing over my thin shoulders. —Linh DinhTags: articles, blood and soap, bookslut, fake house, linh dinh, love like hate, poetry, some kind of cheese orgy
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An Art Shay eulogy in verse for Robert McNamara
August 25, 2009
“He was shaving when the president called,” Margaret McNamara said, letting me and
my Times photo gear into their Birmingham, Michigan, livingroom.
“We were drinking Martinis. Do you want one while you’re setting up?
I know you met him at Ford in 1953. He loves the book you did and your
picture of him in Fortune. That’s why he took your call. You said the magic
word — Ford.” Sitting next to the warm fluttering lady whose life was about
to transfer to Washington forever (to do much for needy children, as it turned out) I
sweated cold for no discernible reason. I mindlessly thought the arcane word: doom.I would be right, eventually, because this precise moment in this precise man’s precise
life, far from anything I’d precisely learned going to war instead of college
would be the infant step leading to McNamara’s ultimate march of 56,000 kids like yours and
mine to death. So much for taking violent evasive action based on prescient knowledge. . .
— from Art Shay’s Snapshot of a Strange (Love?) Before His Time, at swans.com
Tags: art shay, art/photography, Authors, chicago's nelson algren, poetry, swans.com
