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ARTIFICE // ILK alliance.

December 17, 2011

How terribly rude of me to not say anything for so long and then have a lot of exciting stuff to say. Well now. I finished my first term at Oxford, in a rat-infested library and soaking in Frank O’Hara’s Collected. So for a few weeks, I am remembering some other parts of who I am. I got some MFA apps done.

What else is new? ARTIFICE 4 is out. My poem machine is in it. As are some awesome writers.

ILK issue one finally got birthed into the world and I am prouder of it than I can say. All the contributors are mind-blowingly talented. Submissions for ISSUE TWO are open, and will be until January 15th.

Which brings me to the best bit of news: Artifice and ILK are forming a transatlantic alliance of generally being awesome– this new and ‘special’ friendship will be ratified, consolidated and most of all, drunk too, at a joint reading in London on January 3rd. Here is a link to the Facebook event.  It’s in the Monarch in Camden and I would love to see you there, please.

Don’t tell anyone, but I am also really quite excited to see Tadd Adcox again. He’s kind of a big deal.

Long story short: I am sorry for, once again, being shitty and silent. But there is goodness here.



“Towards the door we never opened / Into the rose-garden”: the times we are talking about and the poems too

November 6, 2011

I don’t want to end up one of those people who just talks about themselves on their blog so I’ll get that out of the way first: PANK 6 is on the way and I have 2 poems in it about 2 very important things that happened last year. I’m in some awesome company. Also, Specter is publishing some Derrida erasures I made, as is Tadd Adcox‘s super secret awesome secret journal project. And NAP is going to put out a collaboration of poems that I was a part of made of songs. I read some of these the other night and that went down really which made me happy.

Alright, so let’s talk about something else. New places, huh? There is something to be said for them. My new place is Oxford. England, not Mississippi. It is old. There is tradition everywhere. There are different kinds of poets.

I watch a lot of movies here. Today I watched Charlie Chaplin’s ‘The Circus’ and ‘Modern Times’. Apparently, the reason we find these films funny is because man is imitating machine. (So Bergson suggests). I don’t know how much this still counts because the machine is so much closer to the human these days. I think of how machines connect me to people in ways that I could not deal without. You could say this dependence is funny, I guess, but people are important.

I’ve also been using machines again in poems. Google Translate to be precise. That shit is addictive. There’s this amazing piece forthcoming in the next >kill author that uses Google voicemail in an awesome way.

I’m still reading a ton of Modernism. It isn’t great. But I just re-read Burnt Norton from Eliot’s Four Quartets and his ideas of time are mindblowing. Did I already talk about universal time is a pretty recent development? It seems appropriate given the clocks have gone back both sides of the Atlantic now. Some of my professors enjoy examining how time works in Modernist texts, and how there are often two types of time. Public time imposed by clocks, and private time. They work at different rates. And yes, this is true. Clock time is raging. Can you believe it’s already November? We already scared everyone and put up fireworks and started Christmas songs. Private time though, man that is weird. I am at different speeds the whole time. Eliot talks about time constantly collapsing into itself.

I have not yet decided where the rose garden is. Let me know if you do.

updates, apologies and poems

October 9, 2011

Oh shit, you guys. I went and started another real life and that means I am totally neglecting my internet one. Seems to be ticking along pretty well without me but I miss it. What is going on?

So anyway. I live in Oxford now. I just took the GRE for MFA apps.

In other news this week I have poems up in >kill author 15. One of these is an apology to someone I wasn’t very nice to. One of them is about pupose. The other one is about sex.

I also have 2 poems in the killer Vinyl 4. These poems are about taking a bath and being a volcano, and about lying and earlobes.




Poem homes // 100 Thousand Poets for Change Atlanta

September 24, 2011

If you’re in Atlanta tonight, please think about heading to the 100 Thousand Poets for Change fundraiser at the Highland Ballroom.

Some excellent poets and friends are reading. It’ll be amazing.

Plus, a poem I made for my wonderful friend and artist Emily Cooper called ‘Landscape Painting’ is included in the chapbook.


Advice from Tom Waits

September 23, 2011

You got to keep the Devil down in the hole.



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