Friday, January 18, 2013

Optimisms, missed live readings, snow-done-up

I missed Hannah Gamble read ( !, ?, % ) at Parnassus the other day. I am every fiber in every rug being spilled on. 


That other anthology was dishearteningly ungood ( lacking in good ): the poetry within ( as whole, all as one unit, which may be unfair ) just limited in range/expanding language/trajectory of poem to untired zones ( where's the zest in the thing ) , and voice/eccentric individuality.


Listened to extinct Dewey Decibel in a lurching breath carpod in the snow-hail-wet nowville toward used book mecca Mckay: they lemme have more Ezra, and James Dickey's The Eye-Beaters, Blood, Victory, Madness, Buckhead and Mercy.


Readings in Nashville, next ones:

Vanderbilt's Poetry Corner: 1/24 Kate Buckley
Vanderbilt's Visiting Writers Series: 2/14 Tracy Smith