Postcard Project August 6th-10th

08.17.2011 Ephemera
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It was not a good week for poetry this week. I fell off the wagon for a couple of days.

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August 2011 Postcard Poetry August 1st – 5th

08.04.2011 Craft Circle
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This is a simple concept. Send a handwritten poem out every day to a list of people and get one in return. I’m checking myself before I wreck myself.

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Friend in the sense

08.03.2011 Rants

that all thinking is fraught I reckon with work, with perturbations in the shale of friendship, with hailing and calling on the hail to break us down. With the kinship of ever outlying areas of expertise. Synergy, bitches. With the precision of compliments offsetting any general malaise that forms on my head rashy and whammo. There it is. My [...]

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Dove Song

07.18.2011 Menagerie

Song go the under steps of a little dove dove of my blouse a parlor dove a mouth, garage dove of many darkly treading and picking the weasel doings and doves of the news inside basins in beans, tidings, duvets a dim lip on the moraine a smidgen a little nest lighting the barracks in which [...]

Tagged as: Animal Poems

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Tuesday Clip

06.21.2011 100 Days

Sandie, here is your baby here is her mohawk do does she: not cry, not O they O her head is a circle her kneecaps, yammering O, O this summer drought makes the leaves feel left, lisps the little clip of language to her head (pink) :clip    

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Uz

06.07.2011 Job
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I am a child of the east, a dweller of pastures, a goat tribe. And indeed there’s more than one tribe. A strong wind of people blowing up my abode.  It’s rocky.  horrible.  shit passed thru at some point; by wings turning over into blades. My tomb and/or spring therein, “Job’s well.” So say them all, made flowing [...]

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Working Titles

05.18.2011 Poems

We are the ones in steel gray. We are American gray, gray with an “a,” with brushed aluminum and chemical polish and hairlines tapering across the horizon. We are dipped into bins individually, then baked in ovens until not-so-very-hard. We are dark umbers, shimmery creams, but we don’t glow – we skin it. We are [...]

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Little Red Leaves Ephemera – Lisa Fishman and C.S Carrier

05.11.2011 Ephemera
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Counting down to the launch of Little Red Leaves #6: The Ephemera issue. I’ve completed two more poems for this issue and have stepped back for a second to talk a little about the how-and-why. Lisa Fishman submitted a gorgeous short poem called [Can you carry this object]. The poem’s short lines, teetering on curt, [...]

Tagged as: C.S. Carrier, Lisa Fishman, Little Red Leaves

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The Human Light Show

04.24.2011 Milestones
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This weekend about a million people decided to go to the Human Light show at the park. The glow-stick puppet show probably wasn’t worth the hour it took to park and the hour it took to get out of the parking lot. But. I did drink a bottle of wine by myself. So there’s that.

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In progress… Little Red Leaves Ephemera Issue – “Dawn” by C.S. Carrier

04.22.2011 Ephemera
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As a lover/hater of all things pantoum, I was truly excited to read “Dawn” by C.S. Carrier. The poem feels more like a procession than a beginning. Lines like “she’s splotched with porcelain” and “the rain pools in the turquoise ashtray” immediately evoke stillness, silence, inactivity. You feel the inevitability of the day, the stillness [...]

Tagged as: C.S. Carrier, Jeremy Pettis, Little Red Leaves

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