Friday, March 15, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
the loose hat of the confidence by Jefferson Hansen
the loose hat of the confidence man signifying nothing and
everything saying "this is me" and "there is no me,
exactly" sits flat on his head like honesty making no effort because it is
so true seemingly
we can all see
into another
if we tip
at just
the right way
emanate from
empathy
a pill smells
of lavender an herb
sounds
of musak
at a door hat in hand the confidence man goes light and
polite asking for what he cannot not receive and giving, oh giving, so much
into those gaps where he and you entangle
we call
our self
than in
it
and
like Whitman
we each contain
multi-
tudes
few actions based
on principle
many on
amenability
how many
selves
in you
empathize
to gain confidence
build confidence
the angle
of wind
out of a forsaken
alley
on the wrong
kind of day
grandmother worries
about memory—
grandson plays
confidence trick
talks of forgetting
what he went for
when he gets there
vast con-
fidence game
filled with
even smaller games
intricate and unpredictable
like electrons
where are they
what isn't
known only
to a degree
Ma plays
around broken string —
who's been
doing that
for centuries
better play the blues
the crowd demands
anyway
the science
of the
focus
group
the moment
you're taken
glides by
without
urgency
confidence tricks
simultaneously
all day and night
to immobilize
a population
and what if
that man
wants good
how about he
actually does
good
truth itself
formed by
the will
to believe
(Wm. James)
we can all see
into another
if we tip
at just
the right way
all confidence
tricks emanate from
empathy
sounds
of musak
we are more
out of whatwe call
our self
than in
it
we each contain
multi-
tudes
many on
amenability
sometimes you wear the soft hat and coo and purr your way to
a desired soft landing it is part of what we call survival part of what we must
celebrate part of what we must guard against
how many
selves
in you
empathize
to gain confidence
even a samaritan
must firstbuild confidence
out of a forsaken
alley
on the wrong
kind of day
a direct address I didn't need but wanted like I want the
burn of whiskey on other wrong days when no faith rises up and the landscape
goes flat and threatening
grandson plays
confidence trick
talks of forgetting
what he went for
when he gets there
filled with
even smaller games
intricate and unpredictable
like electrons
where are they
to a degree
of certainty
the color of confidence could be orange could be violet
beware of magenta and pink others off the spectrum confidence thrives in
mixture and our mixed personal humanity—the visible spectrum blinds us to
possibility and potential
ah, but don't
you wish don't
you long
for clarity
an international
crisis when Yo-YoMa plays
around broken string —
who's been
doing that
for centuries
saloon piano
sticking keybetter play the blues
the crowd demands
anyway
the confidence woman tries out one voice then another slips
and slides her perception of audience until she modulates just right in history
we are the people most threatened by confidence
group
glides by
without
urgency
oligarchs
play conflictingconfidence tricks
simultaneously
all day and night
to immobilize
a population
when the attempt goes unanswered like decay and dread when
all choice becomes somehow closed the way ahead unspeaking and the man comes
talking a fine, fine game
wants good
good
the will
to believe
(Wm. James)
Jefferson Hansen is the author of the novel …and beefheart saved craig (BlazeVox)
and Jazz Forms (Bluer Lion), a
selected poems. He is the editor of the Internet arts journal AlteredScale.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Joel Chace
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Joel Chace has published or has forthcoming work in print and electronic magazines such as 6ix, The Tip of the Knife, Counterexample Poetics, OR, Country Music, Infinity's Kitchen, and Jacket. He has published more than a dozen print and electronic collections, most recently Sharpsburg, from Cy Gist Press, Blake's Tree, from Blue & Yellow Dog Press, Whole Cloth, from Avantacular Press and Red Power, from Quarter After Press.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Martha Deed
Dead Bird
1
The feathers are long and thick and black
and ‒ well ‒ feathery
and the body is small for the length
of the feathers
a dead creature
or perhaps what we see
is only part of the story
2
the image is not always
worth a thousand words
possibly looks can deceive
will rule this day
3
how much truth
can you find
wearing pajamas
at noon
4
tuft of feather
half buried
five feet from the rest
conclusion:
hit in flight
5
no feet
no head
what eats
pig feet
boar's head
enjoys tiny remnants
on its plate
6
no
7
we have made
a tentative finding
of the bird's i.d.
and cause of death
and we
will release our findings
once next of kin
have been notified
8
Intelligence reports the predator
was given safe haven and even fed
in private trees
We are in delicate negotiations
regarding the felling of these trees
in order to protect our flying allies
we are keeping our options
open ‒ ground action remains
a possibility when our allies
choose to harbor terrorists
in their branches
9
we can tell you
this bird was not killed by a drone
this bird was not on our no fly list
this bird was killed by a bird
doing its thing
being a bird
1
The feathers are long and thick and black
and ‒ well ‒ feathery
and the body is small for the length
of the feathers
a dead creature
or perhaps what we see
is only part of the story
2
the image is not always
worth a thousand words
possibly looks can deceive
will rule this day
3
how much truth
can you find
wearing pajamas
at noon
4
tuft of feather
half buried
five feet from the rest
conclusion:
hit in flight
5
no feet
no head
what eats
pig feet
boar's head
enjoys tiny remnants
on its plate
6
no
7
we have made
a tentative finding
of the bird's i.d.
and cause of death
and we
will release our findings
once next of kin
have been notified
8
Intelligence reports the predator
was given safe haven and even fed
in private trees
We are in delicate negotiations
regarding the felling of these trees
in order to protect our flying allies
we are keeping our options
open ‒ ground action remains
a possibility when our allies
choose to harbor terrorists
in their branches
9
we can tell you
this bird was not killed by a drone
this bird was not on our no fly list
this bird was killed by a bird
doing its thing
being a bird
Martha Deed
recently completed a mixed-genre book of poetry and primary documents to
reconstruct her daughter, Millie Niss's death in a community hospital, The Last Collaboration (Furtherfield,
2012) and editing Millie's poetry collection, City Bird (Blazevox, 2010).
She has five previous chapbooks: The
Lost Shoe, The November 2010 Project,
and This is Visual Poetry all from
Dan Waber's imprints, 65 x 65 (small
chapbook project), and #9 (Furniture
Press). Her poems have been published in
Shampoo, Moria, Edifice Wrecked, CLWN WR, Big Bridge, On Barcelona, and many
others. Her website: www.sporkworld.org/Deed
Monday, March 11, 2013
Philip Meersman
W(ar)T
Story,
Painting, Picture, Book.
History,
Amnesy
Concentration,
Camouflage, Foxholes, Preemptive Strike
Blitzkrieg, Shoot-and-scoot, Run n' Gun,
Ambush,
Skirmish
Scorched
Earth, Booby Trap, Minefield
Smurfs
in, Smurfs out
Declaration,
Headline News
Torture,
Slaughter, Plunder, Rape
Story,
Painting, Picture, Book.
History,
Amnesy
Philip Meersman ♂
°1971
Writes in NL, EN, FR, DE, ES & multilingual forms
Creates impro, sound & poetry installations & performances using current affairs, socio-political & environmental issues in BE, NL, FR, IT, AT, BG, MK, RO, IL, AR, EE,…
Translated in AR, BG, EE, EN, ES, FR, IT, IW, JP, MK, RO, RU & ZH
Appointed member of the International Academy of Zaum and president of their Belgian branch
Published internationally in magazines, (festival) anthologies, & on the www
Co-founder of DAstrugistenDA, artiestencollectief JA!, BruSlam, ESPN & TnXR-productions
Coordinator of the Belgian and European Championships Poetry Slam
°1971
Writes in NL, EN, FR, DE, ES & multilingual forms
Creates impro, sound & poetry installations & performances using current affairs, socio-political & environmental issues in BE, NL, FR, IT, AT, BG, MK, RO, IL, AR, EE,…
Translated in AR, BG, EE, EN, ES, FR, IT, IW, JP, MK, RO, RU & ZH
Appointed member of the International Academy of Zaum and president of their Belgian branch
Published internationally in magazines, (festival) anthologies, & on the www
Co-founder of DAstrugistenDA, artiestencollectief JA!, BruSlam, ESPN & TnXR-productions
Coordinator of the Belgian and European Championships Poetry Slam
Teaching poetry & performance + consultant & scout for poetry programming
Words are weapons & images of a(n un) certain meaning
Words are weapons & images of a(n un) certain meaning
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Ann Neuser Lederer
Hover of Nets All Over
Flared, bitten banners
Fibers
whose mouths mouth syllablestrying to lip-read loosely in the failing light
In fibrous, padded wind tunnels
fingers finger the
plasticy bas-reliefs,
descending towards uncertain ranges
towards sudden
static
tented
copters, which ought to paint arrows
copters, which ought to paint arrows
All Deserts Color Coded
blues of their densities clotted,
yellows indelible
shadows
concentriccircles outbound to the west
Ann Neuser Lederer was born in Ohio and has also lived and
worked in Pennsylvania, Michigan, and Kentucky as a Registered Nurse. Prior to
nursing she studied art and earned degrees in Anthropology. Her nonfiction and
poetry appear in online and print journals; anthologies such as Bedside Guide,
A Call To Nursing, The Country Doctor
Revisited, and Best of the Net; and in her chapbooks Approaching Freeze, The
Undifferentiated, and Weaning the Babies.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Joel Chace
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Joel Chace has published or has forthcoming work in print and electronic magazines such as 6ix, The Tip of the Knife, Counterexample Poetics, OR, Country Music, Infinity's Kitchen, and Jacket. He has published more than a dozen print and electronic collections, most recently Sharpsburg, from Cy Gist Press, Blake's Tree, from Blue & Yellow Dog Press, Whole Cloth, from Avantacular Press and Red Power, from Quarter After Press.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Unorthodox Carpenters, Unorthodox Plumbers by Jefferson Hansen
for my parents, who built the house I grew
up in
Forgetting the hum and buzz of the fan. Ignoring the freezer kicking in. Radio news in the background—horserace politics, murders, stories about birdwatchers—drops to the floor before touching ears.
A Harley howling its way down the alley is not just a Harley howling its way down the alley. A morning glory opening to the dawning sun is not just a morning glory dawning. A cockeyed bookshelf is not simply a cockeyed bookshelf, nor is a level table merely a level table.
A table echoes: leaning forward from the green plastic chair to make my first pb & j sandwich over that white table on Columbia Avenue. Yet this table is tan, and was never on Columbia. A morning glory dawns into a bundle of symbols about awakening. I warm to them, however unjustified by the bare molecules. And something cockeyed creates nervousness, even if fully supported.
Worlds coalesce: a surface to place the tape measure, the vacuum in the closet relative to these crumbs on the carpet, a male voice droning out of the radio, slight breeze from the fan, pushing button to turn on vacuum, it sucks and howls, dancing with my arm, my feet, circling the crumbs, knee first aching (why did I hike yesterday?), then ignored.
Hesitancy. Approximation. Guesswork.
We are all unorthodox carpenters, except for carpenters, who are unorthodox plumbers.
Forgetting the hum and buzz of the fan. Ignoring the freezer kicking in. Radio news in the background—horserace politics, murders, stories about birdwatchers—drops to the floor before touching ears.
A Harley howling its way down the alley is not just a Harley howling its way down the alley. A morning glory opening to the dawning sun is not just a morning glory dawning. A cockeyed bookshelf is not simply a cockeyed bookshelf, nor is a level table merely a level table.
A table echoes: leaning forward from the green plastic chair to make my first pb & j sandwich over that white table on Columbia Avenue. Yet this table is tan, and was never on Columbia. A morning glory dawns into a bundle of symbols about awakening. I warm to them, however unjustified by the bare molecules. And something cockeyed creates nervousness, even if fully supported.
Worlds coalesce: a surface to place the tape measure, the vacuum in the closet relative to these crumbs on the carpet, a male voice droning out of the radio, slight breeze from the fan, pushing button to turn on vacuum, it sucks and howls, dancing with my arm, my feet, circling the crumbs, knee first aching (why did I hike yesterday?), then ignored.
Hesitancy. Approximation. Guesswork.
We are all unorthodox carpenters, except for carpenters, who are unorthodox plumbers.
Jefferson Hansen is the author of the novel …and beefheart saved craig (BlazeVox)
and Jazz Forms (Bluer Lion), a
selected poems. He is the editor of the Internet arts journal AlteredScale.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Philip Meersman
Office Suite
I power
pointed death
bulleting
the deceased
adding
graphics ‘n sound
deconstructing
war
no longer
an army
no longer
an arm
but pieces
of chess
of flesh
scattered
over the screen
squashed
onto the retina
Bold,
Underlined and Italic
Save changes
or discard?
Philip Meersman ♂
°1971
Writes in NL, EN, FR, DE, ES & multilingual forms
Creates impro, sound & poetry installations & performances using current affairs, socio-political & environmental issues in BE, NL, FR, IT, AT, BG, MK, RO, IL, AR, EE,…
Translated in AR, BG, EE, EN, ES, FR, IT, IW, JP, MK, RO, RU & ZH
Appointed member of the International Academy of Zaum and president of their Belgian branch
Published internationally in magazines, (festival) anthologies, & on the www
Co-founder of DAstrugistenDA, artiestencollectief JA!, BruSlam, ESPN & TnXR-productions
Coordinator of the Belgian and European Championships Poetry Slam
°1971
Writes in NL, EN, FR, DE, ES & multilingual forms
Creates impro, sound & poetry installations & performances using current affairs, socio-political & environmental issues in BE, NL, FR, IT, AT, BG, MK, RO, IL, AR, EE,…
Translated in AR, BG, EE, EN, ES, FR, IT, IW, JP, MK, RO, RU & ZH
Appointed member of the International Academy of Zaum and president of their Belgian branch
Published internationally in magazines, (festival) anthologies, & on the www
Co-founder of DAstrugistenDA, artiestencollectief JA!, BruSlam, ESPN & TnXR-productions
Coordinator of the Belgian and European Championships Poetry Slam
Teaching poetry & performance + consultant & scout for poetry programming
Words are weapons & images of a(n un) certain meaning
Words are weapons & images of a(n un) certain meaning
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Susan Lewis
My Life in Sheets
1.
blank
or
betwixt & between
the
leafing,
paged –
the
flesh rolled &
soothing,
eyes
nosing over
lipped seam
(being
one & the
sane)
lapping,
cottoned
to
your
hybrid
flash—
elastic
hug well-
-nigh
marsupial,
bound
& gagged
(naught
admonished)
missing
your
own
semblance
trembling
like any
or
anon
what
with words withered
by
your frayed nerve-
-slaughtered
expectation
piling
mercy on the lost
last
candied calves
stalking
strapped
&
balanced
in
their come-hither
wrappers,
stranded
& straddled
by
your standard model,
misconstrued
&
moribund,
mould’ring
in
chat
chat chatclatt’ring lost teeth
& shut lids
& weak progressive
chins
(or
else blindly listing
toward
another old idea)
Susan
Lewis is the author of "How To Be Another" (Cervena Barva Press,
forthcoming, 2013), “The Following Message” (White Knuckle Press, 2013),
"At Times Your Lines" (Argotist e-books, 2012), "Some Assembly
Required" (Dancing Girl Press, 2011), "Commodity Fetishism,"
winner of the 2009 Cervena Barva Press Chapbook Award, and "Animal
Husbandry" (Finishing Line Press, 2008). Her work has been nominated for
the Pushcart Prize, appears regularly on the Altered Scale Blog, and has been widely published in such journals
as Atlanta Review, Berkeley Poetry Review, Boog City, Cimarron Review, Cross
Connect, Eclipse, Fact-Simile, Fast Forward, Fourteen Hills, Fugue, The
Journal, Kitchen Sink, The Madison Review, Monday Night, The New Orleans
Review, On Barcelona, Other Rooms, Otoliths, Pool, Phoebe, Raritan, Right Hand
Pointing, Seneca Review, Shadows of the Future, The Argotist Otherstream
Anthology, So To Speak, Sycamore Review, Verse (online), and Verse Daily. Her
collaborations with composer Jonathan Golove have been recorded and widely
performed, and her collaborations with artist Melissa Stern have been exhibited
in New York City and Seattle. She is Managing Editor of MadHat Press, MadHat
Lit, and MadHat Annual, and occasional guest editor at Altered Scale and Right Hand
Pointing.
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