Tag: Philip Whalen

Marcus Slease Interview at The Volta

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://theconversant.org/?p=5588

THE WHALE BROUGHT TO SCALE

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,

A Philip Whalen Mala

A Philip Whalen Mala by the terrific Peter Jaeger. A Canadian poet in the heart of London! It is based on this poem, by Zen poet Joanne Kyger.   And in his handsa long wooden string of Buddhist Rosary beads, which he keepsmoving. I ask him which mantra he is doing—but

THE OTHER ROOM MANCHESTER

READING A WEEK FROM TODAY WED 6TH FEB IN MANCHESTER. AT THE OTHER ROOM READING SERIES. READING FROM SOON TO BE RELEASED NEW BOOK FROM POOR CLAUDIA Mu (so) Dream (window) http://www.poorclaudia.org/details_slease.php COME ON OUT IF YOU ARE IN MANCHESTER!!  

christmas day 2011

Spicy frozen pizza for Christmas dinner. A 4AM taxi pickup to Heathrow on Boxing Day. London-Paris-Salt Lake City. Drinking Melissa Tea. It was my favourite tea when I lived in Poland. I have finished The Fertility Show (formally Nerve Movie). Sent it off to a publisher or two. Will have

from Smashing Time! (MIPOesias Chapbook Series)

My chapbook Smashing Time is now available for free (digital version). Thank you MIPOesias. This book was written shortly after returning to live in London. From 2010 to 2011. Influenced by NY School poets (Kenneth Koch, Bernadette Mayer, and Ted Berrigan mostly). Also the buddhism and writing of Philip Whalen.

Reading a lot of Philip Whalen and Kenneth Koch

Friday night. A week drawing to a close. Indian stomach rumbles again from the buffet. Settling in with some ginger tea and reading some plays of Kenneth Koch collected in The Gold Standard. Leaning over bed in this small North London room to type on laptop which rests on a

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