about
some poems online
scheduled readings
my book: case sensitive
available at your local bookseller
and online at Ahsahta Press,
SPD, & amazon.com
January 2008
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Iowa on my mind.
For various reasons. I heard from Jane Gregory the other day, for one thing. Which was nice, because I like Jane. (And I like her writing. Hope you got a copy of The Second Is Thirst from Cannibal Books before it sold out.) I didn't know she was out in Iowa City at the famous Writers' Workshop. Jane told me that she was in Prairie Lights and heard Jan Weissmiller say my name to someone on the phone. This made me feel pretty famous!
I'm excited about reading at Prairie Lights in March with Kate Northrop. Being in Iowa City will also give me the opportunity to finally meet my email friend Sandy Dyas. Her first book, Down to the River: Portraits of Iowa Musicians came out recently from University of Iowa Press. Sandy and I talk about the book here.
Sandy's known mostly as a photographer, but she makes other kinds of art as well, including videos. I think I'm one of the few people who can claim to have a library of Dyas videos! I hope that changes someday. Meanwhile, she has put her Bo Ramsey video up on youtube, in 2 parts: In the Weeds and Living in a Cornfield. Have a look. (And if you need to see it bigger and louder, contact Sandy directly to buy it on VHS.)
16 JAN 08
"He shows her a point beyond the tree... This is where I come from." *
14 JAN 08
Nothing was delivered.
12 JAN 08
Some people say a person must be careful what one says or thinks in the presence of the Fire.
Some people say the dust is still making them sick.
Some people say we are always saved once God accepts us, and others say no.
Some people say I'd be paying for friends... Is this true?
Some people say Airstream trailers are the classics, but I'll take a
nice old wooden Shasta any day.
Some people say to me that 29 is a little old to be releasing your
first record, and I'm like, "Really?"
"I had to put you out of my mind."
Searches, pulls down a suitcase. Finally finds a cigarette, strikes the match.
"I never looked back."
I never looked back. They always say that.
Couldn't forget--your shadow, so like you.
My feelings (since you ask), like this old furnace. Outliving every prediction, under the floor.
8 JAN 08
shadow as memory
6 JAN 08
Before he died, he sang. Nurses came from all over the hospital to hear him, it went on for hours. When he came back, he didn't know that he'd been singing. He said they'd told him in heaven that he wasn't through, he still had years to go. He had the date, which turned out to be true. In heaven, he said, there were gold couches.
4 JAN 08
"Naked exploration"?
2 JAN 08
Q: What are 3 things that you think make for strong writing?
A:
I was going to leave it at that, letting the pictures speak for themselves. But then I asked Max to interpret them, just to see what would happen. He looked for a minute and said, "Faith, Discipline, and Genius." Then, "Or... breaking open, having a regular practice, and taking the steps necessary to pull away from your excuses." I wrote down his answers and asked if he had a third set. He could do this all day. "Daring, love of sentences, hatred of cliches."
There isn't something I could say in words that would be what I meant by the pictures--the pictures are what I meant. But I could interpret them too, like anybody else. I'd say: Naked exploration, having the patience to develop, and finding a portable yet stable means to rise above the surface far enough to see a pattern.
Happy new year.
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