listen here: FEAR OF FEAR by GAIL EASTERLING

READ MORE OF GAIL’S POEMS HERE

20121003-133454.jpgLISTEN: from Collage […] Soul by JAKE LEVINE

Read the text here!


BTW I’ll be taking requests- So, if there is some writing from here or published else where you would like to hear a recording of let me know by commenting on the piece you would like to hear or commenting here or if you are a contributor who would like to send me a breif recording of your contribution (3min or less) email me a voice file!

HAPPY SATURDAY+V

CHECK OUT SPIRAL ORB 5

September 18, 2012

SPIRAL ORB is an experiment in permaculture poetics, juxtaposition, interrelationships, and intertextuality—a cross-pollination. The opening poem composts fragments from each of the pieces in Spiral Orb. Standing also as the table of contents, each line is embedded with a hyperlink to its original piece. Once at each piece, you will find links to the other pieces.  Spiral Orb Five is a special issue on A Poetic Inventory of Saguaro National Park.

Listen to my poem VERDIN Auriparus Flaviceps HERE

READ the text on Spiral Orb

MP3: YOU by Charles Bane Jr  WATCH THE VIDEO HERE

mp3: a poem by Lisa Bowden TEXT

mp3: AFTER E.E. CUMMINGS by Lisa Cole TEXT


THANKS FOR THE GOOD TIMES!  LOVE, V

from MONEY ON IT by Sara Mumolo   TEXT 

from DARK AGE by Jenny Drai   TEXT

HOW MOTHS AND LAMPS REALY WORK by Gillian Hamel    TEXT

JEOPARDY by Jack Morgan    TEXT

GENTLENESS by Wendy Burk

February 19, 2012

THANK YOU WENDY Happy Day +V

mp3: GENTLENESS by Wendy Burk   TEXT

A LITTLE MYTH FOR JANE

February 14, 2012

YOU have my heart.

mp3: A LITTLE MYTH FOR JANE   Details about the image

HOLIDAY MONDAY

February 13, 2012

THANK YOU for your friendship and your poems…   Love, V

mp3: The Disorientation of Sweet Violence by HARMONY HOLIDAY   TEXT

THANK YOU GENTLEMEN, FOR YOUR WRITING AND FOR GUEST EDITING!

YOU HAVE MY HEART +V

mp3 from ARS WARHOLICA by Drew Krewer   TEXT & BIO

mp3 HOW THEY MAKE AND KEEP THEIR STATUES by Oscar Bermeo   TEXT & BIO

mp3 a poem by Trevor Calvert   TEXT & BIO

SUDDEN SOUNDS by MARISA PRIETTO +V

for the text click here

click to hear: AT ONCE by Joseph Massey

click to hear: from FOR A GIRL BECOMING by Joy Harjo

click to hear: IN THE SALIVA by Frida Kahlo translated by Robert Hass 

Happy Saturday and Happy Listening +V

click to hear: [ASKING] by Barbara Jane Reyes from Poeta en San Francisco

click to hear: THE SONG OF THE BORDERGUARD by Robert Duncan 

I’ll be back next month with more favorites- ANY REQUESTS…

Happy Saturday +V

click to hear: EMPATHIC ATTUNEMENT by Valyntina Grenier

EMPATHIC ATTUNEMENT

I LOVE YOUR BRAIN

Here. Will you take this stone
and make a wish, then give it to the miller.
She’ll make you a page
while I sleep so the robot
can change me. I’ll wish for ice cream.

ICE CREAM

Surrounded by these columns, each heart-shaped capitol crowned w/ a brain,
I’d like to give you this tiny robot.
Hold it like a river stone,
here, in the palm of your hand, while I light the page.
Here’s to watching the sky change w/ my love, the miller!

“I’ll STAND BY YOU” SANG THE MILLER

waiting in line for a scoop of ice-cream.
She hid a love note on a page
of our notepad for me to find. Her brain
suits my heart like a precious stone
in its circle of rose. I hope she’ll forgive me this robot.

DEAR DA VINCI ROBOT

Thank you for helping the miller,
her Quern-stone
was blocking our path to the ice-cream
parlor. Origami brain-
I’m so glad you answered our page.

PAGE

Thank you for being brave enough to use a robot
to remove the endometriosis and organs that pained me, that seized my brain,
my spirit, the heart of the miller.
Now we can argue about ice-cream,
a simple scoop vs. blended w/ toppings on a cold stone.

DEAR DR STONE

Thank you for wondering. I feel as light as a page
descending in air. I feel hope. Eating ice-cream
can bring about joy. I stopped for some on my way to the miller.
It helped ease my brain.

“Ice-cream,” I sang at the cornerstone,
“Brain and Heart–” right here on the front page:
“Robot surgeon grants a wish,” for my love, Jane Miller!

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click to hear: Pablo Neruda’s POETRY English translation

The text is from poemhunter.com.

Happy Saturday +V.

G.P. SKRATZ

February 6, 2011

Here’s a Valentine piece I translated way back in 1974.  It became my biggest hit at poetry readings & resulted in a video taped performance of it that was shown at the San Francisco Museum of Art in 1979.  In 1997, the composer/guitarist, Andy Dinsmoor & I recorded the mp3:  I’m delighted with it & think you will be too.
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Kurt Schwitters did his own English translation of his, “An Anna Blume.”  Mine is better.  For one thing, he extends his “thou thee thy” riff (as he does in the German) to include “I love thy.”  Well, there’s more tolerance for rank silliness in the German tradition than there is in the American one (at least in the wake of what Bennett Cerf called “The Golden Nashery of Ogden Trashery”).  I center my poem on the genuine statement, “I love you,” no fucking around, messing with archaic declensions there!  Also:  he translates her name: “Anna Blossom.”  O, come ON!  Anyway, like I say, mine is better!
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TO ANNA BLUME

O mistress of my 27 senses, I love you!

–Thou thee thy thine, I you, you me–We?

That belongs (by the way) somewhere else.

Who are you, room of countless women?  You are–aren’t you?–

People say you’re–let them talk, the bastards, they don’t know

how the church tower stands.

You put your hat on your feet & wander off on your

hands, on your hands you wander off.

Hello, your red dress with white folds.  Red

I love Anna Blume, red I love you!–Thou thee thy

thine, I you, you me–

We?

That belongs (by the way) in the cold fire.

Red bloom, red Anna Blume, how do they say it?

Readers:  answer this question & win a prize:

1.  Anna Blume has a bird.

2.  Anna Blume is red.

3.  What color is the bird?

Blue is the color of your golden hair.

Red is the call of your green birds.

You plain maid in your everyday dress, you lovely green

beast, I love you!  Thou thee thy thine, I you, you me–

We?

That belongs (by the way) in the coal chest.

Anna Blume!  Anna, a-n-n-a, I trickle your name.

Your name drips like soft cattle droppings.

Do you know it, Anna, do you know it already?

One can read you backward, & you, you most magnificent

of all, you are the same from back or front:  “a-n-n-a.”

Cattle-droppings trickle stroking my back.

Anna Blume, you dripping beast, I love you!

–translated from the German of Kurt Schwitters

In the tradition of the real live Back Room Live, formerly held at Mc Nally’s Irish Pub in Oakland Ca. the last Saturday of the month at 7pm, I’ve chosen four poems to read to you. Hope you like hearing them as much as I love reading them +V.

click to hear: BREACH AND ORISON I. TERROR OF BEGINNINGS by Robert Hass from Time and Materialsm

click to hear: BAD BOATS by Laura Jensen from Bad Boatsm

click to hear: VOW by Graham Foust from Leaving the Room to Itselfm

click to hear: CODA from A Palace of Pearls by Jane Miller

DON’T FORGET TO SEND US YOUR WRITING ON LOVE!!! We’ll be posting writing and voice files about LOVE all February long.  Send us a page, paragraph, chapter, scene, essay, article or poem along w/ your photo JPEG, bio, and if you have one or can make one, an mp3 file of you reading the piece. We’re reading Now – February 14th 2011. So, send us some LOVE to backroomlive@gmail.com

Conrad Wilde is located at 439 N. 6th Ave. #171 Tucson Az.

Life-long Press will be producing a limited number of handmade chapbooks featuring writing by each of the authors!

The writers, their writing, and voices will be posted here throughout the month. Scroll down to see whats up.

click to hear: Valyntina Grenier reading HERE

Here

Pilgrim, Beloved, come fish friend
here by this wall of sand

You and I, Beloved,
formless form, house of roses

Garden, Soul, bring to this sea
your troubles

You, come to know

Valyntina Grenier is a poet and visual artist. She is editor-in-chief of Life-long Press and backroomlive.wordpress.com. Valyntina’s visual art can be viewed at harriethomemaker.wordpress.com. She has poetry and art at wunderkammerpoetry.com. She blogs at lifelongpress.blogspot.com.

KAREN BRENNAN reading Buddha

September 5, 2010

Kclick to hear: Karen Brennan reading BUDDHA

Buddha from LITTLE DARK

There was a man came up to my bed in a green shadow. The shadow enfolded him so that a glimpse presented only a cufflink, but I was very young. What dizzying portals do memory behold myself waving a stick in the air in order to examine the lost bright trails. Like anyone my age, spied creatures in dust avenues beckoned me under the stairs. Also a Buddha with caves on the landing. So laughing I thought at me. My little being I can still feel it.

Karen Brennan is the author of five books, most recently a poetry collection, The Real Enough World (Wesleyan University Press, 2006) and stories, The Garden in Which I Walk (FC2, 2004). Her memoir Being With Rachel was published by WW Norton in 2002 and nominated for a Pulitzer Prize by the publisher. A recipient of a National Endowment of the Arts fellowship and an AWP award, her fiction, poetry and nonfiction have appeared in anthologies from Norton, University of Georgia Press, Graywolf, Michigan, Longman and Penguin, among others. She is a Professor of English at the University of Utah where she teaches in the graduate creative writing program and has served as faculty at the Warren Wilson MFA Program for Writers since 1992.

JANE MILLER reading Ecstasy

September 2, 2010

click to hear: Jane Miller reading ECSTASY

ECSTASY from THUNDERBIRD

As the ancients detail it

ecstasy passes

over us in a mist of particles

it lives bare

dies unburied

I finally understand it is raining

it is beautiful

a couple of hawks in a tree

& not the tree entire

MIDNIGHTS, poetry and prose poems by Jane Miller, is Saturnalia Press artist/poet Collaboration Series, #4, 2008, with visual art contributed by Beverly Pepper and an introduction by C.D. Wright. Miller’s other recent work is the book-length sequence, A Palace of Pearls (Copper Canyon Press, 2005), which received the 2006 Audre Lorde Prize in Poetry.

She is a recipient of a Lila Wallace-Reader’s Digest Award for Poetry, as well as a Guggenheim Fellowship and two National Endowment for the Arts Fellowships. A resident of Tucson, she is Professor of English in the Creative Writing Program at The University of Arizona, having served as the program’s director 1999-2003.

Marlon B Evans Photo

Poet Marlon B. Evans was born on October 8, 1952 and left this world on July 28, 2009. Wendy Burk: Marlon was Tohono O’odham and Akimel O’odham, Desert and River People. He received a B.S. from Rochester Institute of Technology and a B.A. in Creative Writing from the University of Arizona. He had just completed his first year of graduate work in the University of Arizona American Indian Studies Program, with an emphasis in poetry and media arts.

When I think about Marlon, I think about the poems he wrote, and also the poems he had not yet written. We can’t know what those poems would be. But you can read a feature on Marlon’s work in the Fall 2007 issue of Red Ink Magazine, a journal of Native voices that was very close to his heart. And thanks to Marlon’s good friend Eric Mache, you can watch a video of Marlon reciting his poem “A Eurocentric Memoir.”

Marlon surrounded himself with a circle of other writers and artists, as talented and unforgettable as he was. Here, a few of them share their work in tribute to our friend Marlon Evans.


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