Last night I released a chapbook of poems digitally online, entitled Last One Given. It is notable less for its free price tag and more for the time in which it took me to write the work therein: two days. (The book lists it as three days but that's a technicality of time more than effort ( Read more... )

Below is the set list for 2012, followed by an assortment of observations. This is my last year doing the 24-hour solo poetry feature, a decision I was not even contemplating going into this year's reading and which I speak more on below. ( Read more... )

My man Tony Brown reminded me that I promised 10 new poems posted here. The details of the promise are irrelevant. That I made the promise to a friend IS.

Duly noted, sir. Watch this space.

I love Norman Rockwell. There is probably little more I can tell you about how important his paintings are in American culture - and not just on the level of art, mind you - that isn't me just saying "I love Norman Rockwell" over and over. I have always been enamored of his paintings, the whole of my life. When a Rockwell exhibit blew through the ( Read more... )

Launching yet another attempt to avoid both work and NaNo, I offer my new poetry adventure experiment idea!

Dave Noble linked an advertisement to one of my coveted restaurants, the Heart Attack Grill in Arizona. If you don't know the place, all you need to know is they don't give a damn if you live or die. They only serve burgers and fries and ( Read more... )

I have a project in mind and this guy is going on my list.
He's a mountain climber/cancer survivor.

And this guy, who's an artist.

An article sent to me by everyone's favorite shorn black man, Logic ( eclectic_soul ):

You will see the number of entries about this experiment dry up for a while. It's not because I'm not thinking about; quite the opposite. I need to focus on how to determine its genuine viability. That's going to take more work than thinking out loud in my LiveJournal and jabbing at maps with a ruler ( Read more... )

I'm usually too busy for 30/30, not motivated enough or have enough poetry hot action in my life that doing it daily for a month doesn't get my engine going.

Aw, who am I kidding: I like working in a "hurt locker"; I get so I can't do it the normal way anymore. I need the challenges. I'm addicted to the pressure. I’m the Evel Knievel of Poetry!

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Experiment started and completed today ( Read more... )