Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I've been on jury duty since Thursday which involves A LOT of waiting! So I decided to pass the time reading Celine. If you know Celine and have done jury duty then you know that I have a sense of humor, albeit a sometimes dark one. Also been reading Boog City to satisfy that poetry itch.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Monday Jan 28th
A & B reading
St. Petersburg Review &
Ugly Duckling Presse present
Thursday, Jan 31st
READING BETWEEN A & B
is proud to celebrate its
10 year anniversary
on Thursday, January 31,
during AWP! 7-9 PM.
Journals and books will be
available for purchase!
We're pleased to be joined by
1913: A Journal of Forms
Indiana Review and
Please come out and join us for a reading from the following authors:
Thursday, 31 JAN 08 8-10 pm
Ahsahta Press / Litmus Press reading
with Kate Greenstreet, Susan Briante, Kate Colby, Brenda Iijima, Kristi Maxwell, Rusty Morrison, Stacy Szymaszek, Mark Tardi, Susan Tichy, & others TBA
The Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery at Bleecker
F train to Second Ave
STEAL THIS READING:
A Brooklyn Book Burning
Featuring 15 authors from 6 publishers:
Thursday, January 31st
Doors @ 7 PM
East Coast Aliens
216 Franklin Street (Greenpoint neighborhood), Brooklyn, NY
tel (718) 514-7625
Joshua Marie Wilkinson
Morgan Lucas Schuldt
Hosted by Black Ocean, Cannibal Books, Free Verse Editions, Kitchen Press, Octopus, Tarpaulin Sky Press & Typo.
Friday looks like this
Saturday to come soon!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Annoying Diabetic Bitch (Combo Books)-- Sharon Mesmer
Sonnetalia (Roof Books)-- Marc Nasdor
Thursday, January 24
Mehanata Bulgarian Bar
113 Ludlow Street
Eugene Hütz of Gogol Bordello DJ-ing at 10:30
F/J/M/Z trains to Delancey/Essex
Free admission until 10:30
READINGS AT MAX PROTETCH
Thursday, January 24, 2008 7pm
Ann Lauterbach & Garrett Kalleberg
Free and open to the public
Garrett Kalleberg is the author of Some Mantic Daemons, Psychological Corporations, and Limbic Odes. His poems, reviews and translations have appeared in Brooklyn Rail, The Canary, Crowd, Damn the Caesars, Tragaluz (Mexico), Fence, Sulfur, First Intensity, Denver Quarterly, A.bacus, and Mandorla, and in An Anthology of New (American) Poets. His awards for poetry and critical writing include two awards from the Academy of American Poets and two grants from The Fund for Poetry. Garrett lives in Guadalajara, Mexico.
Ann Lauterbach has published seven collections of poetry: Many Times, But Then (1979), Before Recollection (1987), Clamor (1991), And For Example (1994), On A Stair 1997), If in Time :Selected Poems 1975-2000 (2001) and Hum (2005), several chapbooks, and collaborations with visual artists, including How Things Bear Their Telling with Lucio Pozzi and A Clown, Some Colors, A Doll, Her Stories, A Song, A Moonlit Cove with Ellen Phelan for the Library Fellows of the Whitney Museum, New York. She has written on art and poetics in relation to cultural value, notably in a series of seven columns for the American Poetry Review entitled "The Night Sky", essays on sculptor David Smith's writings and drawings, and a collaborative work for sculptor Ann Hamilton's "Whitecloth" catalogue for the Aldrich Museum. A colletion of her prose: The Night Sky: Writings on the Poetics of Experience was published in 2005 by Viking, and will be re-issued in Penguin paper in spring 2008. Lauterbach is Co- Director of Writing in the Milton Avery Gradute School of the Arts and Ruth and David Schwab II Professor of Language and Literature at Bard College. She is the recipient of Guggenheim, New York State Foundation for the Arts, Ingram Merrill and MacArthur fellowships. She is a Visiting Critic (sculpture and painting) at the Yale School of Art.
Hosted by Stuart Krimko and Christopher Stackhouse
Max Protetch511 W. 22nd St. (btwn 10-11ave)New York, New York 10011 212. 633. email@example.com
Feel like guestimating on tax refunds and spending it before you have it?
Well, if you find yourself in London during the month of February &/or March Ryan Air has tickets to a bunch of European destination for $8 to $15 USD!
The sale started on Friday and yes, of course, ends today so feel impulsive, buy some tickets, and send me a postcard!
Full details here
Friday, January 18, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
JOIN US FOR A READING AT PARK SLOPE’S 440 GALLERY!
WHEN: Sunday, January 20th from 4:30-6:00 pm
WHERE: 440 6th Ave. (at 10th St., F to 7th Ave.)
CONTACT: Brooke Shaffner at firstname.lastname@example.org
Kate Greenstreet is the author of case sensitive (Ahsahta Press, 2006) and three chapbooks, Learning the Language (Etherdome Press, 2005), Rushes (above/ground press, 2007), and This is why I hurt you (Lame House Press, forthcoming). Her poems have appeared in Conduit, Barrow Street, Pool, 26, Xantippe, and other journals. Her second book, The Last 4 Things, will be out from Ahsahta in 2009. Visit her online at kickingwind.com.
Joshua Harmon is the author of Quinnehtukqut, a novel. His fiction, nonfiction, and poems have appeared in many journals, and he has received fellowships in fiction from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Rhode Island State Council on the Arts. He teaches at Vassar College.
Sommer Browning writes poems in Brooklyn. Her poems have appeared in New York Quarterly, spork, Forklift, Ohio and elsewhere. Vale Tudo, her chapbook, will be out with horse less press soon.If you're ever in Williamsburg, visit her at the poetry series she hosts at Pete's Candy Store.
About 440 Gallery: Park Slope’s only artist-run gallery, a jewel box space offering an alternative venue for 13 Brooklyn artists. 440 Gallery seeks to present surprising, unexpected art to the community through exhibitions, talks, readings and events centered around direct contact with the artist. Open Thursdays and Fridays from 4-7 pm, and Saturdays and Sundays from 12-6 pm, or by appointment.
Here we are 16 days into the new year. I emailed Veronica to see how her writing was going now that we're in a new year, and like me, she hasn't written too much... I did manage to write a poem yesterday but probably won't even give it a look-over until the weekend least I be fooled by elation of accomplishment!
Yesterday was my friend and neighbor, Ai's, birthday! A bunch of us met after work for drinks at EN. Mina picked out a saki which was billed as rich and bold. Bottom line- it was delicious! Then as hunger started making its music inside hollow stomachs a splintering occured which included Angelique, myself, Sandy, Shipra, and Monica (temporarily) in search of food which landed us Quantum Leap.
I can still taste the jalapenos from my veggie burger this morning despite many stints of teeth brushing and coffee consuming.
After that Shipra got her Pink Berry fix on only to discover that Red Mango does it better and myth goes that Pink Berry stole Red Mango's idea and launched it in the states, nonetheless, Red Mango uses real ceritified yougurt and Pink Berry is fake, fake, fake which might be better if you're the title of a Blonde Redhead albulm but not if you want to eat a frozen treat.
Friday Zadie Smith will be at McNally Robinson over on Prince Street and then there's that Poetry Brothel which I blogged about on Sunday(?) which I'm going to skip. I have a bday party on Saturday, then there's a decent reading at 440 Gallery on Sunday which I'll post later this week.
Surprisingly there are no pictures from Ai's bday (except promo pick for her and mina's design company) so I'll just leave you with these words.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
by Ted Berrigan
In Africa the wine is cheap, and it is
on St. Mark's Place too, beneath a white moon.
I'll go there tomorrow, dark bulk hooded
against what is hurled down at me in my no hat
which is weather: the tall pretty girl in the print dress
under the fur collar of her cloth coat will be standing
by the wire fence where the wild flowers grow not too tall
her eyes will be deep brown and her hair styled 1941 American
will be too; but
I'll be shattered by then
But now I'm not and can also picture white clouds
impossibly high in blue sky over small boy heartbroken
to be dressed in black knickers, black coat, white shirt,
buster-brown collar, flowing black bow-tie
her hand lightly fallen on his shoulder, faded sunlight falling
across the picture, mother & son, 33 & 7, First Communion Day, 1941--
I'll go out for a drink with one of my demons tonight
they are dry in Colorado 1980 spring snow.
From Selected Poems by Ted Berrigan, published by Penguin Poets
Monday, January 7, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Nonetheless, NYC being what it is I'm sure there will be a ton of stuff happening "off-site" as well and most certainly I'll get into something-- but still it would have been nice be amongst peers, you know the "community" i.e. ad hoc family, etc...
Saturday, January 5, 2008
here's canada aka elliot getting his duurty south on
an eyefull of beauty: sandy, audrey, monica, & mina
what's a party without sameer & audrey showing the dance floor some love?
two years straight mina and shipra have baked a cake- mina's cutting as masses are closing in out of frame
finito! some went to other parties while i pointed the way back home- bed, sleep, tomorrow, etcs
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Sandy & I met up on Christmas day for dim sum
Cousins? Hehehe. After dim sum we met up with our friend Deepali & her dog, Copper
I had to lift Sandy into this hand but I know what you're thinking- them some boots
Whut? Whut? Blazers for Xmas