Contemporary experimentalist tour de force Gregory St. Tomasino introduces yet another astounding issue of E.ratio, one of the several interesting and captivating experimental poetry journals currently in publication in the US, no. 23. These poems are fresh, imagistic, filled with language play, and a convalescence of logos and affect that infects the reader with a kind of intellectual passion. Well, I admit to speaking from experience here.
Thursday, February 23, 2017
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Poetry & Water: A Book Tour through Ireland
To launch the publication of Thin Matter, Alifair Skebe went on a motocross book tour of Ireland, reading at various sites associated with nature and the ancient, indigenous cultures of each region of Ireland. The book is very much aligned with the intersectionality of the metaphysical with natural spaces and natural imagery. This post is a chronicle of the readings at those spaces that resonate poetry through water, integrally attached to the ancient, sacred feminine.
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| Reading at the protected, ancient Druidic gardens at Blarney Castle. |
Poetry Bay Fall/Winter 2016 - New Publication Announced
What a fantastic publication! I'm so honored to be included in the Fall/Winter issue of Poetry Bay online. I hope you'll check out my poem "Do Not Remember Me/As Disaster" --the title taken from a line from a Charles Bernstein poem and the last in a three part series.
In this issue, I am quite taken with Hettie Jone's "The Driver" and Joe Weil's "Green Bottle." All around, a fabulous issue.
In this issue, I am quite taken with Hettie Jone's "The Driver" and Joe Weil's "Green Bottle." All around, a fabulous issue.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Interview with Barbara Walters' Alien Stunt Double
November 1, 2008
You have just published your second book of poetry. What is it about?
You have just published your second book of poetry. What is it about?
El Agua Es la Sangre de la
Tierra is a long poem sequence that captures the landscape of the Albuquerque,
New Mexico region. The poem weaves the thin story line of a girl who was
murdered at the Sandia Mountains amongst deep, lyric images of ruin,
colonization, and fertility.
Did you really write the poem?
Yes, alien child, I did, although at times, it feels like a dream. Or a dream of an alien probe taken on a ship in the Ruidoso area. It was a kind of dream composition.
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