April 2010
1 post
Stirrings
Strange breezes…
fecund winds…
a tear of scarf flapping in the bare lilacs…
something stirs.
August 2009
2 posts
Crash Course #4 : Feuds + Brews
No rest for the weary. Onward and forward and through and thru.
Crash Course #4 will soon be upon us. Wednesday, August 26th 7pm-10pm Back Alley Gallery 262 East 4th Street LL#2 Lowertown-St. Paul, MN
This month we are presented with another DuelingBanjo (tm) of a theme. In honor of “National Canned Beer Month”, we will be celebrating with founders and celebrants of the Back...
Poems from Crash Course #3
Here is a selection of the poems read at Crash Course #3 : The Future.
Please feel free to send me more, if you read, or if you were unable to attend but made some new work.
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Ben Weaver
Untitled ¾ of a mile ahead in the heat at the side of the road her underwear half ways off the moon in a puddle a smudge of pollen at her throat the lilacs and wood paneling on hidden steps...
June 2009
5 posts
The Future
Crash Course #3
Monday - July 27th Common Roots Cafe 26th and Lyndale Ave. South http://www.commonrootscafe.com 8pm - 9:30pm
Writing focus for next Crash Course, as directed by Andrew Cahak (http://www.cahak.com/).
THE FUTURE
Write poems regarding the future. Simple and wide. Go forth.
In his introduction, Andrew mentioned that this was in part inspired by the Askeleton song “the...
Crash Course # 2
In the interest in keeping our theme for next friday at the top of mind, Im reworking it to the top-of-blog. Here, then, is a condensed description of friday’s meeting.
Crash Course #2 Friday, June 26th 5:30pm-7:30pm
Bedlam Theater (Upstairs Patio)
Topic/Theme:
Your 8th grade girlfriend/boyfriends bedroom.
Take this place / space / time as your starting point, and write from there.
As...
First Meeting - Poems - Curses and Inspirations
Here is a selection of the poems read at the inaugural Crash Course. Subject/Object was Curse Poems, and Imitation/Inspirations. Read on…
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“Early” - Ellen Fitzgerald Skoro I put your fingers in my mouth while you are still asleep. I hold them in my mouth so still and my tongue rolls softly (I can’t help it) like a fish rolling in water. Your fingers...
Bedroom Poems
Heres a little Dorothy Parker bedroom-related poem to warm it up!
Inscription for the Ceiling of a Bedroom
Dorothy Parker
Daily dawns another day; I must up, to make my way. Though I dress and drink and eat, Move my fingers and my feet, Learn a little, here and there, Weep and laugh and sweat and swear, Hear a song, or watch a stage, Leave some words upon a page, Claim a foe, or hail...
May 2009
2 posts
Innagural Meeting
An experiement a long time coming. A desire for an input/outlet mechanism. This reading series is a work in progress, the aim of which is to inspire new work, in the spirit of creating a collective in which to share. It will evolve and change. Here is the basic outline;
Each month, a member of the group will select a theme / form / idea / image on which to focus. This can be as general as...
