Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Waldemar Strempler's Collages

"Air," 2015, Waldemar Strempler

"Untitled," 2015, Waldemar Strempler

"Poet," 2015, Waldemar Strempler

See more of Waldemar Strempler's collages here.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Patterns of Immigration

"damaged photograph #34," 2012, by Erik de Bree

Patterns of Immigration

If you blot at darkness
soon you will discover it billowing
out spreading like an inky veil
underwater           There are recipes
that call for squid ink Oily charcoal-colored pastas
Cephalopods cooked in their own
fear                       This is the taste of escape
Of salt and tar-stained teeth Of all the animals
it is only the human that would see a shadow
and want to swallow it             There is more gun
powder than can be gulped down Some of us
learn to live with our bellies full of violent stories
       Magician’s handkerchief-style we begin to retrieve
them             As they will shadow and sorrow invade our schools     
Anger is one measly letter away from danger
and if we could talk guns into evaporating      Oh we would
We would        Please begone weaponry
Please begone those who would do us harm We would write
on the blackboard an incantation for protection but knowledge
of it is inconsistent  In some districts there is no mention
of it in the curriculum        Meanwhile a glossy textbook born
in this year clears its throat It says Listen children In the South
on agricultural plantations the slave trade brought           workers
to America Millions of            immigrants
and in these words we do not say      and words we choose instead
we disclose our darkest appetites A taste for holes For eradication
We do not call it by this name but what it is    is violence

Friday, October 2, 2015

Recent Earworm: Peter Gabriel covering Vampire Weekend

I'd heard the Vampire Weekend song, "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" before, and it's weird lyrics and cute, bouncy tune always stick to my brain. There's a lyric in the song that name drops Peter Gabriel ("It feels so unnatural, Peter Gabriel, too"), and I was totally delighted to discover that Peter Gabriel made a (terrific) cover of this song.

Have a wonderful, creative weekend, friends! Here's a song for a happy Friday.

Thursday, October 1, 2015


from "Open Fields," by Guillaume Amat


In the way that before
can mean both previous and in front of

we make our home
in the center
and extending from us equally in both directions

is time

This makes the body
the plastic snail shell from which the metal

measuring tape of what is future
and what is history


That which is about to happen
we eat

One more Pac-Man pellet for the ghost world
just over our shoulder
almost touching our hair

[Image above by Guillaume Amat]

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Poetry Discussions and Muffins....Paging Columbus on CookBook!

This past weekend, poet Darren Demaree invited me (and fabulous Paging Columbus co-curator Joy Sullivan) to be a part of his online video series called CookBook, in which he interviews a poet while they cook something (and eat it) in his kitchen. I love this concept--the series is officially for Sundress Publications, a wonderful, innovative, community-minded literary organization and publisher.

We made Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Muffins (they were KILLER...I have eaten many this week!), and talked about Paging Columbus, the literary community in Columbus (which is alive and well, friends), and our plans for future events.

Enjoy! And do try the recipe...

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