Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Et Al. 2018: 1/13/18

Okay:


Caleb Gregory's visual work is legibility(!), and shall be a fine conjunction for -

These 2 Nashvilleans have been a pair in mode & form & discursive fabrics since I thought of their work (both are fabulous humans). & Noah Eli Gordon, well, I've read his work for years. So -










Saturday, December 23, 2017

*JISEI up at the newest #32 jubilat + upcoming Et Al. JAN 13, 2018


Dear made unoccupied like the push west in violent history space, the newest issue of Umass Amherst's grand adhesive going jubilat is out, which has homed some fantastic poets, friends, cholos, odds + ends. 

Since they do the thing where you have to buy an issue to read any of the poems - or sit inside the Belmont University Library for a couple of hours taking notes, pretending you're one of them - here it is (sent feeling great about its form and pace, tonal withdrawal, but in the crawling time since it appeared, began to feel it drab):




              Jisei



Trees’  grey.
Head
of shade
nod
its end
into
finish.

This first
descending is the middle,
temples elder &
paper.

Sleep has
your pieces of
at
which
this currency
of years flattens beneath


the same attentions, body.
          
City, & let so.


          




Face
of your
head of away as
the front of the body is
away. Show given.

Reckon an end contain
me still, change
fell. This nor, &
shapes
vasted
it ground.

Curled pollen out behind
horizon
blind &
holding the money
away
became glad with others.


Saw denim
scaffolding up the
skeleton,

will of the earth for more
earth.
          
How
unending
the bone shore fine,
here is
where is a finite we

hold the image

of a man holding
a smaller man upside down,
just

pouring
the hysterical body
out of, &
onto its
places.






Are you room
does
not home, I embrace

siblings that shade
a shade closing very
loosely
onto its own figure
the table around me,

Hands left in dreams,
as
in snow.


Traced only direction of
circle with ends
          
of an almost burning stick.

The still, specific, & saying be
vacated for.






Fold, terrible canopy
flow
a sun that
earths some glass
between us
please,
lean away
each others’ temple scald.

Face is the one spreading
shadow
from its middle. Unface.

The only responsibility of
blue

is now the
red,
             
an island has a long
line of us
a beach, of something.      
          

                                                 Here only is good.









Sunday, November 26, 2017

Posters from FALL 2017 Et Al. Poetry Readings, Nashville TN



The fall happened, now winter. My most sincere thanks and awe to the poets herein.







Sunday, September 3, 2017

FRI SEP 8 - Et Al. is Back, Nashville, TN


The Et Al. Poetry Readings return this friday with a scorcher of a narrative, sonically grasping, iterative rendezvous of numerous points with poetry by Cincinnati poet Matt Hart, KY storyteller Chris Mattingly, & Nashville's inaugural Youth Poet Laureate Lagnajita Mukhopadhyay.


Sauvage, 1114b 3rd Ave. S., Nashville, TN 37216 // 











































Saturday, August 26, 2017

These went down *(!) / place of unplace


Both of these events took place to my dear sweet hearts content, & as many thanks as I can possibly contain + produce to those who read, attended, whistled, drank, cheered, laughed, etc etc etcetera'd  (!) Busy summer, next is: FALL y'all // indicate thence from hence.














Tuesday, May 16, 2017

MAY Et Al. Poetry Reading /MY SCENERIES as lens

Dear deary,


The last Et Al. Poetry Reading of the season, May 27th, with visiting poet Davy Knittle, Nashville poets Jacob Stovall, & Bryan Byrdlong, all surrounded by the visual work (show title - 'My Sceneries') of Meagen Crawford (!)
















& then I'm off to plan the coming seasons of readings with the suns (!) Stay tuned.




Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Friday, January 27, 2017

Sunday, October 23, 2016

NOV E t A l. Poetry Reading // Destiny Birdsong, Nathan Spoon, & Lindsay Turner (SC). (+ Tara Walters !)



Trud, 

I've been slack on this space about updates, readings, situations, people. Rest assured much of those have happened, all of which tucked away in my journal, the writing of it as a stencil to thoughts to at leisure speak about later should anyone chat about it, so to be informed and to know the information firstly.





Didn't provide an OCT E t A l. review, and don't feel the need to - Tristen, Dan, Alex were the bee's knees. Made my month. Southern Festival of Books (astounding performances by Clay Matthews, Kristi Maxwell, Amy Wright, Bernt-Olav Andersson, Tiana Clark, Casey Rocheteau, Jeff Hardin, Sandra Meek, Allison Adele Hedge Coke, Kate Daniels) was last weekend, much notes, and this weekend was the Athens of The South festival with readings and art things - no notes, though, too much fun and festivity to be literary - the two have a dotted line for me in circumstances where free booze and food and bands are pervasive amid people speaking poetry.





The NOV E t A l. is going down soon, but Halloween is first. Here is the matter then - the seasonal events and occurrences take a firm hold of me, and poetry fits in where it can amidst it. Should be an incredible last of the season - as far as I know I've no DEC E t A l. set up yet, but odder things have happened than sneaking an Xmas event in there to smoke out the hidden ones.




Do please come out so we can sleaze around our political thoughts for their last hurrah before we concretize them into the form of choosing either of two screwups to be the leader of our nation for the next four years (until either of those two we choose gets impeached yowzah). NOV 5th // Destiny Birdsong, Nathan Spoon, & visiting poet Lindsay Turner (!). … And visuals for the evening by the incredible Tara Walters (!)







Also Mr. Robot, Rick & Morty, Breaking Bad - the visual has been my prism this season, the cost of which is the bickering periphery that does not allow one clean thoughts.