http://www.scn.org/realpoetik/topp-mike-htm-99.htm
Slipstream stories and surreal-absurd prose poems
http://www.scn.org/realpoetik/topp-mike-htm-99.htm
Grzegorz Wroblewki was part of the bruLion group.
He is a punk rock poet.
And a warm warm hearted human being too!!!
Cracovian bruLion (noteBook) in the history of Polish literature of the end of the 20th
made its name as one of the most important voices of the young generation. The group
connected with the magazine, which used non-conventional poetic and medial strategy, and
whose main motivating force was scandal pugnaciously reached the literary Parnassus. In
a sense bruLion was a subsequent link in the tradition of Polish avant-garde. However, it had its peculiarity as it protested against popular idealisation of literature. “The Wild” (as they soon called themselves) negated the whole literary tradition. They treated official literature (e.g. soc-parnasites) with the same kind of dismay as the opposition literature full of tyrteism, and they negated its inherent paradigm of equation between aesthetics and ethics. Their neoavant- garde poetic art, which shocked critics and readers alike, not so much with the form as with the rejection of classical ideals; models of literature and missionary function of art made them immediately famous. Literary awards, poetic collections and brilliant careers quickly followed favourable reviews of their work.
It is worth mentioning that the credo of bruLion changed several times. There are three
periods to be distinguished in its history: the first one from the beginning in 1987 to the half of 1988, when it was a typical journal of “secondary circulation”, and when it imitated Zeszyty Literackie; the second period from autumn 1988 (No 7/8) to 1992 (No 19A and 19B), when the media popularity started and when majority of important texts were published; and the third one since 1994, when the editors moved to Warsaw and the group dissolved, and practically the bruLion formation came to its end.
Some poems of Grzegorz Wroblewski in the Brooklyn Rail.
Translated by Piotr Gwiazda.
They are from Grzegorz’s collection Dwie kobiety nad Atlantykiem – from 2011
Piotr Gwiazda’s translations of Wróblewski’s poetry have appeared in AGNI Online, Colorado Review, Denver Quarterly, The Nation, and Seneca Review. Gwiazda’s translation of Wróblewski’s book of prose poems Kopenhaga has just been published by Zephyr Press.
Grzegorz is coming to London at the beginning of Feb. With Piotr Gwiazda and Adam Zdrodowski (two of Grzegorz’s terrific translators and also terrific poets).
A rare event!!!!
Kopenhaga via Warsaw via Gdansk via The Milky Way
Oh yeaaahhh!!
Save the dates:
1) Feb 7th 5-7PM at UCL School of Slavonic & East European Studies. A READING AND DISCUSSION OF KOPENHAGA AND POLISH POETRY. I WILL BE READING A FEW POEMS BASED ON EXPERIENCES LIVING IN KATOWICE : http://www.ucl.ac.uk/ssees/research/research-centres/emigrating-landscapes-seminars/emigrating-landscapes-seminars-events-publication/e-migrating-wroblewski-poetry
2) Feb 8th at the Rich Mix at 7PM. As part of WROGOWIE – THE ENEMIES PROJECT: POLISH POETRY. British poets in collaboration with some Polish poets. Gonna be a fab night.
http://www.richmix.org.uk/whats-on/event/wrogowie-the-enemies-project-polish-poetry/ 7PM
3) Feb 9th at 7.30PM. A reading and celebration of Grzegorz Wroblewski’s Kopenhaga. As well as Polish and English poetry from Piotr Gwiazda and Adam Zdrodowski. The Torriano Reading Series in North London.
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Park House is for lots of people, mostly Granny, Barbara Simmons, Bobbie, who I miss very much. Also, Annie, my little sister, who is very very cool. Also, all my pals at Full Life, which is where I get paid to have fun with my friends.
The Enemies project presents some of the finest contemporary poets from Poland collaborating to read original works of avant garde / literary poetry with British contemporaries. Multiple pairs of poets will present work that is cross language, cross media and truly groundbreaking, evidencing the innovative potential of collaboration in poetry and the force of European poets very much working in the 21st century. Featuring Grzegorz Wroblewski, Piotr Gwiazda, Adam Zdrodowski, SJ Fowler, Marcus Slease and many others.
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Octopus Books will publish Wong May’s first book of poems since her last was published in 1978. It will be edited by Zachary Schomburg and Brandon Shimoda, and it is called Picasso’s Tears.
I am def gonna grab Picasso’s Tears!!
check out some of her awesome poetry in the new Octopus Mag over here:
Super happy to have my work in the new issue of The Atlas Review with CA Conrad and other fine folks.
thanks for reading, glancing, clicking, stumbling upon etc etc etc.
itr’s a noisy world on the internet. and irl life too. but even more on the internet. the internet is the noisiest place on the planet.
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IT’S GOOD.
I LIKE IT.
GIVE ME MORE ROBERT DUNCAN GRAY.
read LUNCH MONEY
AND OTHERS
OVER AT THE CRUSHES
OF POOR CLAUDIA:
IT’S CHRISTMAS EVE. I AM IN POLAND READING THE LION’S FACE.
THANK YOU
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VAN
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and
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One of my fav poets. Zachary Schomburg. Reading over here for Likewise Folio (based in Provo, Utah not far from my parents. Hm.)
Check it. City Lights podcast with Dodie Bellamy and Dennis Cooper:
interview with the great Dodie Bellamy. Sophistication is so conformist. Oh yeah! Love Cunt Norton. The Letter of Mina Harker.
A picture of me and Ewa and Bandit at our friend Chris’s house last night. This picture was taken after four joints, six beers, and some Iranian food. We all watched the dog chew the ball and we all wished we had the teeth to chew a ball like this dog. I could hear the dog chewing the ball for at least 8 hours after he finished chewing the ball. It was a very good Sunday night.
Free range and everything now in range of our grasp can belong to us because it’s free.
Complementary website with photographs: spreading a live feed of 1000 images per hour, divided between 6 photographers. 1 photo a minute per photographer of the live preceding of the jellies in the fire place producing free energy through friction, warmth and luminescence light into… a previously cold and dark room.
Later on: human sized jelly shaped humans that you can eat for breakfast.
Jollyjelly jelly jolly jelly jelly jolly jolly jelly.
The potential tyranny of jellyjolly. The tyranny of theology of jellyjolly. The priests delivering the body of Thatcher and the blood of Bukowski. Moving from private realm into the public domain, using the technology of 3D printer. Unclear why.
love this!!
eileen myles. reading cool for you with a cool video of her dwelling space!!!
this makes me happy
Up at the new Tenderloin. Waste. The city. The cows. The country.
A BIG THANKS TO JIM GOAR FOR THE GREAT QUESTIONS. WE TALKED ABOUT A LOT. LIKE NY SCHOOL POETS AND PHILIP WHALEN, AND POOR CLAUDIA. ALSO ABOUT NOMADIC POETICS AND TRAVEL AND SURREALISM.
INTERVIEW UP NOW AT THE VOLTA/CONVERSANT
http://www.likestarlings.com/the-stranger-or-is-being-a-female-anathema-to-being-an-absurdist/
TERRIFIC!! JUST WHAT I NEEDED TO READ HERE IN EAST LONDON TODAY!!
YES! DARCIE DENNIGAN ROCKS!!!
Marcus Slease and John Estes. Over here. John Ashbery and Eileen Myles are in the conversation. Many others too. Canton, Ohio and East London.
Check it out over here at Likestarlings:
http://www.likestarlings.com/poems/marcus-slease-john-estes/#1
My reading at Hardy Tree in London on Saturday 23rd Nov 2013.
pocket rubbings, aliens, mormons, boy scouts, a blooming tattoo, conversations with saints and work of Eileen Myles, Sister Spit, Michelle Tea, Bernadette Mayer and others
from new ms in progress: ANOTHER KIND OF MISSION
thank you Saint Erkembode! thank you SJ Fowler! Thank you Hardy Tree! Thank you fellow poets and friends and saintly travellers . .
The poems are from my book in progress Play Yr Kardz Right.
Held at the Hardy Tree gallery in Kings X, London on November 23rd 2013, for the Erkembode: not just another saint exhibition, a series of poetry readings from contemporary British vanguard poets who have collaborated or worked closely with the artist David Kelly http://www.erkembode.com including poetry from Marcus Slease, Holly Pester, SJ Fowler, David Berridge, Robert Kiely, Tim Atkins & Sarah Kelly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2BrSHygKfs
CANNIBALS ON A DIET
GETTING SMALLER GETTING SMALLER GETTING SMALL
JIGGLE JIGGLE JIGGLE JIGGLE
ETC.
a reading of some of Bruce Andrews’ work
with SJ Fowler and Holly Pester.
http://erkembode.com/2013/11/18/photos-and-blab-from-saints-on-film/
a film on the back of my ghost costume
YOU’VE BEEN PUSHING SINCE LAHORE
A COLLABORATIVE POST SURREAL TRAVEL STORY OF THREE SAINTS ON A MISSION!!!
WRITTEN BY
MARCUS SLEASE, DAVID KELLY-MANCAUX, CHRIS GUTKIND.
BASED ON A TRUE STORY!

11th November 2013
http://erkembode.com/2013/11/10/saint-sandwich/
This evening I am sandwiched between last night’s K R A M P U S NACHT and tomorrow’s S A I N T S O N F I L M events – both part of the NOT JUST ANY OLD SAINTS series for my current ERKEMBODE: NOT JUST ANOTHER SAINT solo exhibition at the The Hardy Tree Gallery.
One of my favourite poets and people of all time. She has a new website. It is very good. I go there almost everyday.
POEM WRITTEN TODAY AND READ INTO WEBCAM.
Contrasts with my writing 2000-2005. And writing 2014-2019.
It is fun to change.
My life! Your life! Whose life is it anyway?
I am interested in reconciling art and life (it is impossible).
OVER AT THE DOCTOR T.J. ECKLEBURG REVIEW
1) As part of the mother’s mother family wisdom a baby boy has a slipknot around his ankle and tied to the cribpost
2) Claude and Nellie are the baby’s parents
3) Claude lusted over Nellie when she was milking a heifer
4) Nellie’s mum whooped on Claude for something called bird-dogging
5) Claude liked a small hole that made a white sphere in Nellie’s stockings
6) Claude liked the way Nellie pulled on the teats of the heifer
7) Claude courted Nellie with ham hock and wild flowers
8) Nellie was swollen and auctioned off by her father at age 15
9) Claude brought ham hocks and wild flowers to Nellie’s mother as a kind of dowry
10) One day Claude untied the rope around the baby boys ankle
Something goes very very wrong . .
read it with your body here:
http://thedoctortjeckleburgreview.com/2013/11/04/fiction-sacrificing-billy/
super excited for my poem “The Big Egg” to appear in issue three of http://theatlasreview.com/
THANK YOU NATALIE EIBER
Mass collab happenin in London today. Gonna be reading some of my train poems. Forwards and backwards. Collab with Claire Potter.
Yeah. Go London. Go Rich Mix. Go UK Poets!
It’s gonna explode!
http://www.richmix.org.uk/whats-on/event/camarade-poetry-festival/
Camarade IV – October 26th 2013 2pm to 10pm at the Rich Mix arts centre
The Camarade poetry festival is a unique and unforgettable one day explosion of dynamic collaboration in contemporary avant garde and literary poetics. 100 poets align in 50 pairs, each writing an original collaborative work, written specifically for the festival and premiered on the day. The 5th Camarade event, and the crescendo of the Enemies project’s first year, this ambitious exploration of the possibilities of collaboration in poetry will evidence the true width and depth of poetry that is happening now.
Poems written while living in South Korea. Or shortly after. Or much later. But inspired or recollected in tranquility, or not, a few years later. In either case, these are my nomadic surrealist poems from South Korea. They are called Mu (dream) so (window). Available from Poor Claudia (from Portland, OR). Clark Coolidge and Philip Whalen were my spirit guides.
https://soundcloud.com/marcus-slease/mu-dream-so-window
The book is available from Poor Claudia over here:
http://www.poorclaudia.org/chaps/mu-dream-so-window-marcus-slease/
These poems are train rides around the U.K.
They also deal with love & romantic pornography.
They are from my manuscript in progress called Rides.
https://soundcloud.com/marcus-slease/from-my-heart-is-shuffled-it
LOVE THIS GUYS WORK! YES! WOLFMAN LIBRARIAN!
BY THE OUTSIDER ARTIST SAINT ERKEMBODE (aka David Kelly)
part of an exhibition starting this weekend in Paris, Amiens, Saint-Valery-sur-Somme.
Opening exhibition in London (Krampusnacht) at the Hardy Tree Gallery (near Kings Cross, London) on 9th November. Can’t wait!!
Chris Gutkind over at the new Summerstock. Staring Pinky.
http://www.summerstockjournal.com/2013/08/chris-gutkind.html
https://myspace.com/outernet/video/pinky-39-s-violent-nature/2226141
https://myspace.com/outernet/video/pinky-39-s-love-of-heights/47469909
the beautiful voice of a re-incarnated Richard Brautigan but not Richard Brautigan:
Mathias Svalina is the author of three books, most recently The Explosions from Subito Press. With Alisa Heinzman, Hajara Quinn & Zachary Schomburg he co-edits Octopus Books. Big Lucks will release his book Wastoid in 2014.
check out the new Tenderloin. Poems, interview, sound of the very fabulous Mathias Svalina:
http://www.tender-loin.com/svalina.html
A great list of indie publishers. Yes. It does seem like a golden age. The big publishers have lost touch, created a vacuum (we know what nature does with vacuums). These publishers are pushing the best shit right now in the English speaking world. There are others that they missed (of course) like Octopus Books/Poor Claudia, Civil Coping Mechanisms, Curbside Splendor (I am sure there are more). But this is a damn good list!!
The poet Jim Goar kicks off a fab interview series over at The Conversant. Check out his interview with the amazing British poet Johan De Wit:
One of a handful of mighty mighty good poets who live in the U.K. Here are some of Tim Atkin’s poems from his forthcoming book On Fathers> On Daughtyrs. Now online at Summerstock magazine (edited by Elizabeth Guthrie).
http://www.summerstockjournal.com/2013/09/tim-atkins.html
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Some of my train poems now published in the Summerstock Magazine. Riding trains forwards and backwards around the U.K.
Thank you Elizabeth Guthrie!!!
It is part of my manuscript Rides. Many more train rides to come. Forwards and backwards around the U.K.
Check it out:
http://www.summerstockjournal.com/2013/09/marcus-slease.html
Issue 7 features wild woolly bully writing & literary multimedia from these Brit All Stars: Tim Atkins. Sean Bonney. Paul Buck. Becky Cremin. Laura Foster Twigg. Chris Gutkind. Alan Hay. Jeff Hilson. Peter Jaeger. Antony John. Sarah Kelley. David Kelly. Fabian Macpherson. Sophie Mayer. Richard Parker. Jessica Pujol. Nat Raha. Connie Scozzaro. Marcus Slease. Linus Slug. James Wilkes. Steve Willey. & a collaboration between Steven Fowler & Tim Atkins.
Please help spread the word by passing this announcement along to your fellow humanimals. We hope you enjoy this year’s late harvest. The calendar may say it’s technically Autumn, but it’s always Summer Stock in our hearts!
The Livestock Editors
The new book of collaborations with SJ Fowler and British and European poets is out now from Penned in the Margins.
It’s killar!!
Must have!!
I have a colloboration with SJ Fowler in there. It’s a poem play. In Kenneth Koch style. Staring Lisa Jarnot.
check it out.
http://www.pennedinthemargins.co.uk/index.php/2013/09/enemies-2/
excerpts by Victoria Selavy from ‘The First Book of Philosophical Sexts’ by Victoria Selavy and Stephen Michael McDowell
http://neatomosquitoshow.tumblr.com/post/57826168255/excerpts-by-victoria-selavy-from-the-first-book
I need an hour alone before dinner, with a drink, to go over what I’ve done that day. I can’t do it late in the afternoon because I’m too close to it. Also, the drink helps. It removes me from the pages. So I spend this hour taking things out and putting other things in. Then I start the next day by redoing all of what I did the day before, following these evening notes. When I’m really working I don’t like to go out or have anybody to dinner, because then I lose the hour. If I don’t have the hour, and start the next day with just some bad pages and nowhere to go, I’m in low spirits. Another thing I need to do, when I’m near the end of the book, is sleep in the same room with it. That’s one reason I go home to Sacramento to finish things. Somehow the book doesn’t leave you when you’re asleep right next to it. In Sacramento nobody cares if I appear or not. I can just get up and start typing.
Starting tomorrow — if not today:
I will get up every morning no later than eight. (Can break this rule once a week.)
I will have lunch only with Roger [Straus]. (‘No, I don’t go out for lunch.’ Can break this rule once every two weeks.)
I will write in the Notebook every day. (Model: Lichtenberg’s Waste Books.)
I will tell people not to call in the morning, or not answer the phone.
I will try to confine my reading to the evening. (I read too much — as an escape from writing.)
I will answer letters once a week. (Friday? — I have to go to the hospital anyway.)
I’m always in a hurry to get going, though in general I dislike starting the day. I first have tea and then, at about ten o’clock, I get under way and work until one. Then I see my friends and after that, at five o’clock, I go back to work and continue until nine. I have no difficulty in picking up the thread in the afternoon. When you leave, I’ll read the paper or perhaps go shopping. Most often it’s a pleasure to work.
[…]
If the work is going well, I spend a quarter or half an hour reading what I wrote the day before, and I make a few corrections. Then I continue from there. In order to pick up the thread I have to read what I’ve done.
I write my stories in the morning, my diary at night.
I write every day. … I do my best work in the morning.
directed by
The new TENDERLOIN is here. With Nate Pritts. It is very good. There are poems, an interview, and sound.
It makes me feel less lonely. Much less lonely. They are other people out there.
check it out:
A cat is always more than a cat. This cat is named Cynthia. Read about Cynthia here. It’s a new story by Moon Temple and it moved me in all the ways I like to be moved:
LOVE ALAN WATTS. HERE IS SOUTH PARK DOING ALAN WATTS. ALAN WATTS IS IN THE MACHINE. HE HAS THE BEST TALKS ON YOUTUBE.
Cut random images from a random film on my hard drive. The film turned out to be THX 1138 by George Lucas.
I forwarded the movie nine times with the slidebar. I created a film still from each forward.
Nine frames.
Then flipped through the Book of Frank by CA Conrad. Copied seven random lines.
Flipped through The Trees The Trees by Heather Christle and copied two random lines.
Shuffled the nine lines from CA Conrad and Heather Christle in a magic hat.
Took each line out of the hat and placed them under the film stills.
Will keep playing.
Sometimes interesting things happen.
Other times maybe not.
It’s like life.
Gonna read some new Polish prose poems at the British library tomorrow. Maybe ones about vikings.
The British library is a nice place. If you become a member they give you some white gloves and you handle some really really old books.
Looks like an interesting line up.
It’s called:
Dear World: Editors, Poets and Trans-Cultural Practice
Dear world. Trans-cultural practice.
YES!
I am thinking of the time I ate some very good noodles with my San Gyup Sal in Seoul in 2006 at 6AM. It was a good night and a very good morning. That was trans-cultural. Or trans something.
Here is a link:
Nice review of Grzegorz Wroblewski’s Kopenhaga over here by Chad W. Post:
http://www.rochester.edu/College/translation/threepercent/index.php?id=8022
1) Muzeum 1 Kolyska Cindy 2) Muzeum 2 Pomieszczenia i ogrody 3) Muzeum 4 Razem
1) Cindy’s Cradle, 2) Rooms and Gardens 3)Together
These paintings are part of a Grzegorz Wroblewski’s exhibition at the Museum of Literature in Warsaw in 2014. His first Polish exhibition after 29 years of living in exile!!!