My first solo zine, Re[en]vision: A Guide to Radically Re-Imagining and Re-Writing Your Prose & Poetry, is going like hotcakes, which is super-surprising to me. I recently made this zine in less than 30 days, as part of a great program facilitated by Jessica Semaan of The Passion Co and Janet Frishberg.
The zine compiles some amazing revision exercises from various classes I’ve taken (huge hat tip to the exercises from Diana Park, via Arizona’s poet laureate Alberto Rios), and I walk one of my own poems through many of the exercises. I also have a bit about your inner critic and how to deal with him/her (mine’s the skinny hipster pictured), some extra tips for prose writers, and some wise words from poet John Mortara.
New for me in this zine: hand-lettering things, using a typewriter (thanks, Loren!), drawing a few things, and doing the layout old-school (copy and paste, not on a computer). From a print run of 50, I’ve got about 10 left. Shout if you want one, or keep your eyes peeled for a second print run and/or Re[envision] #2.
The Opposite Of, in all its glory! With 17 contributors both by and beyond the Bay, this zine is packed with the most art we’ve ever had, plus nearly all-new contributors. Tiny Splendor did a beautiful job printing it. Big high-fives to Patrick Gage Kelley who did the cover and Sumeet Banerji who did the interior layout.
Want a copy? It’s only 5 doll hairs, and you can even send that electronically! Just email me, subject line “I want a copy of the zine.”
Thanks to everyone who made it to the party at the gorgeous space and even started a dance party at the end! It was so much FUN to celebrate with you.
Hip hip! A recording of me reading a poem into a phone. I still cringe at my “transatlantic accent” (as a dear friend once described it) but maybe you’ll be into it. (Thanks to John for all his tireless work on Voicemail Poems.)
IN SOME VERSION OF YOUR LIFE
- Caroline Kessler
A woman / loose-hipped in a floor-length
dress sewn entirely from gold-
en poppies / sings an answer-less song / what good
is a heart with no one
to love. Her guitar gets lost
in her hands. You’re too small
to see properly / your lover
offers to hoist you up, hold you
on his shoulders like your father did
when you were tiny and even when you weren’t /
but you like being this close to the ground, anchored
in the sand-silt of the Sutro Caves. There is
a projector aimed at the furrowed cave walls,
a whirligig of all the colors / the ceiling starts to mirror
the people below, but you know that’s not right.
Your friend Simon says we will all turn into mushrooms in boxes,
and be buried in boxes made of mushrooms / and then
we will all finally be the same.
Behind you, your lover bobs to the music / to a beat
that doesn’t match up with the one you’re hearing.
You wonder which one of you is out of tune.
You wonder how to escape his hold on your hips.
You want to throw yourself into the tiny crowd, bouncing
near the stage like confetti. You want to stay
exactly where you are / how you are.
You want your chest to be filled with air and light, the easier
for you to dance. You want to leave, now. You wonder
how to do that. You want someone
to lay directly on top of you, pressing down. You wonder
how you can feel unbreakable.
Caroline Kessler called us from San Francisco, CA.
So I stumbled across voicemailpoems the other day (and by day, I mean really late night hyped up on caffeine and procrastinating on a editing deadline) and promptly called the number on the website and read a poem I wrote (read, had just finished editing) called “In Some Version of Your Life,” which seemed most apropos at the time. The uber-cool John Mortara and House Phillips run the site, which posts…you guessed it, poems left on a voicemail (and the accompanying text) every Monday through Thursday.
I’m stoked to have my poem come out on Wednesday, January 8. Stay tuned!
monday, 12/30 - W. M. Butler
tuesday, 12/31 - Kimberly Tan
wednesday, 01/01 - Carabella Sands
thursday, 01/02 - Carissa Pignatelli
monday, 01/06 – Ryan Scott Fallon
tuesday, 01/07 – Valentina Salski
wednesday, 01/08 – Caroline Kessler
thursday, 01/09 – Joschua Beres
call us! 1-910-703-POEM
As I continue down a correspondence/dance of corresponding with my dear friend Isabel, I’m increasingly obsessed with this neat little e-chapbook from NAP. Isa and I are thinking about making something (a zine/a book/a thing we haven’t dreamed up yet) when we unite in Boston around New Year’s.
The short version of this chapbook? In December 2011, Robert Kloss and James Tadd Adcox “traded selves”, aka they sent each other every written word on their hard drives. Then, they each wrote using only the other’s words, posting the work on their respective websites.
“it is worth noting, perhaps,” that the two men have never met.
(Quotes taken from the introduction)
IF THERE IS TO BE A ZEITGEIST GOING FORWARD, I IMAGINE IT TO BE FOCUSED ON ATTEMPTS AT IMMORTALITY, AND THE WAYS WE ERASE OURSELVES FOR IMMORTALITY, AND THE WAYS WE RECORD OURSELVES RECORDING OURSELVES
BY JAMES TADD ADCOX & ROBERT KLOSS
I was super-honored to read my poem “Dear California” alongside some brilliant poets, prose writers, and artists at Quiet Lightning‘s November 13 show at The Lab, with The Center for the Art of Translation.
A bunch of awesome friends showed up, and Orie took some photos. Afterwards, the bros (Francisco, Ty, Orie) and I went to Bender’s for whiskey Wednesdays and fried things some high-brow intellectual discussion about the show.
It feels weird to put my face on the Internet, but maybe people who do not have the privilege to live in our smug, foggy city want to see me reading my poem. If not, just scroll through the playlist to see some other people reading and drawing (true story!) their work.
This is my way of saying I am back from the bicycle trip (Seattle to San Francisco) and Lulu and I are making a zine about the trip. We’re calling the zine (you guessed it) Always Look a Dog in the Eye, after some terrifying encounters with those four-legged creatures in Washington State. We’ll include some drawings, maps, title story, notes from a first-time bike tourist (my piece), a blog post from our friend Ocean, and a few more surprises.
Limited printing! Probably about 30 copies. More details soon.