The antiNOTES…
Blame it on the rain? Maybe. It certainly messed with our turnout last night. I’m thinking my having to be sober through it all is what really set ME off, though. The anniversary show was both a moderate success and a raging bust all at once. I had the whole night laid out on a
One of the five people that read this thing is bored at work and suggests I write something today. Not a bad idea as I need a couple of minutes break from work, both the paid one and the poetry one. Stepped in dog shit this morning! Stepping in puddles and dragging my foot through
I don’t know what’s more frustrating: arguing the war with people that agree with it, or arguing how best to protest the war with people against it! I’ve successfully avoided the subject at work where I’m literally surrounded by people blindly in favor of the war who say things like, “We have to get them
Selected Squares of Concrete
SELECTED SQUARES OF CONCRETE. That’s the name of my new chapbook that I just finished putting together last night. I’m going to release it at Acentos on Tuesday if I can get it turned around quick enough. “But, Guy…” you’re probably saying, “You’ve written one new poem in three years! How in the world do
The snow is blowing wildly across the gray, depressed skyline as I’m looking north – I think! – from my office on the 25th floor. Mind you, I’m in a cubicle but our section sits next to a huge ceiling-to-floor window. I’ve started bringing in some things to personalize my space. Not the playroom again
A Curatorial Rant
Back when I was single and just starting out on the poetry scene, I quickly learned one rule of thumb: no matter how attractive, never introduce yourself to a poet until AFTER you’ve heard them read. There’s nothing more awkward than the moment they finish their poem, you realize they’re absolutely terrible – or, even
Westside Rhyme
What Shawn Randall and Karen Rockower pull off every Sunday with Westside Rhyme is nothing short of inspirational! I had the privilege of being one of their features at the Bowery Poetry Club last night – my second reading since I’ve been back – and had the most fun I’ve had outside of Monday nights
Charging the choir for a sermon
Call me cynical – you wouldn’t be the first! – but I’ve got some issues with this Lincoln Center Anti-War reading next Monday. And no, it’s got nothing to do with it being ON a Monday. I’ve encouraged people to check it out and even sent it out to our mailing list. It was actually
A Good Night
Most Monday nights are good nights. Tonight was a GOOD night. Between the snow and my running late, I wasn’t sure how it was all going to turn out but it ended up being one of those nights that I look to to remind me why I love doing this so much. A fun show
5 Past 13
The first six months in Virginia weren’t so bad but, when August came around and I missed my first Nationals since 1998, things began to shift. I came up to visit in the beginning of September, hosted the show that Monday and realized how much I missed it all. I’d not only walked away from