Art and life are coming together. Puppy training is leaking into my micro stories. Here is one from today. It’s called Hand Signals:
This week’s surreal-absurd sampler is Matthew Haigh. Poems that use the cut up technique and “centre around cult television shows with a warm, gay-icon slant (The Golden Girls and Murder, She Wrote respectively). Utilising the internet movie database (IMDB).”
Check them out over at Mercurius.
Finally finding my feet again after a long year teaching high school. Working on a book of micro fictions (tentatively called Hermit Kingdom). Here are three from the “Silesian Soul” section. Sailors, moon rabbits, a bardo pond.
I have a new prose poem of Hungry Ghosts over at Ghost City Press. There is also a white monkey (Biała Małpa). It’s from my manuscript in progress entitled Hermit Kingdom. A nice summer July issue. You can read it over here:
Here is a little reading of it.
“The world, of course, is absurd, even more so because it thinks it’s making perfect sense.” – Tom Jenks
This week’s absurd-surreal sampler is from Tom Jenks. Humboldt squid, Subbuteo, ducks, druids, and the tragically overlooked 19th century Russian novelist. There are many delights for the fancies.
Check out the poems over at this week’s surreal-absurd feature
Bean Spasms, a collaborative book between Ted Berrigan and Ron Padgett, continues to tickle my fancies.
I am writing the puppy section of my work in progress, and ran across “Dog.”
Here is a recording.
After an exhausting year of high school teaching, summer has arrived and I am finally writing. Tim Atkin’s new big Buddhist book of everything, NOTHING CONCLUSIVE HAS YET TAKEN PLACE IN THE WORLD THE ULTIMATE WORD OF THE WORLD AND ABOUT THE WORLD HAS NOT YET BEEN SPOKEN THE WORLD IS OPEN AND FREE EVERYTHING IS STILL IN THE FUTURE AND WILL ALWAYS BE, is opening me to expansive mind states. It is excellent journeys!
There is the Black Sea and the wine dark sea. There is writing under the bed and on the bed. There is Barcelona and London and Turkey and San Francisco. There are elegies to Sean Bonney and Peter Gizzi. There are Buddhist poets and Beat Poets and NY School Poets and Chinese and Russian poets like Tu Fu & Marina Tsvetaeva. Daughters. Buddhism and attachments. Erotics and anarchy. Crossings & radical compassionate mindfulness. Art as experience rather than art as about things. It is a book about the book and not the book. It is book that asks why make anything.
I would take this book to my cave. I would take this book to park benches and bus commutes and long train journeys. I was moved by this book more than any other book for many long years. It spells the end of my dry years. Available soon from Crater Press.
“I like to surprise my reader and myself as I write. To do that, I have to set up a familiar situation on the page in which expectations are clear, then subvert those expectations. To zag instead of zig. Sometimes it’s funny. Sometimes it’s weird and creepy and feels like a ghost is typing through me.”
Project Jupiter. Surreal-absurd feature. Jennifer L Knox. Now over at Mercurius.
A nice simple surrealist poem by Pablo Neruda. Socks. & more.