MOOR POETRY SERIES READING w/ Zach Schomburg and Kiki Petrosino

Check out the announcement about the third installment of the MOOR POETRY SERIES below. This should be a good one--and really really really real... I hope all of you will be able to make it out. Matt

The Moor Poetry Series
presents a reading by:

Kiki Petrosino & Zach Schomburg

Wednesday, April 2, 6:30 PM
840 Gallery (located in the Steger Center at the University of Cincinnati)

Please contact 307.5055 for more information.


Zachary Schomburg is the author of The Man Suit (Black Ocean 2007). He co-edits Octopus Magazine and Octopus Books and is a PhD student at the University of Nebraska. His collaborations with Emily Kendal Frey are forthcoming in Pilot and Diode, and his translations of the Russian poet Andrei Sen-Senkov are forthcoming in Circumference. New poems from his manuscript, Scary, No Scary, are forthcoming in Denver Quarterly, Born, and Laurel Review and can be read here:

http://www.alicebluereview.org/main.html
http://linebreak.org/12/january-monster/


Kiki Petrosino holds graduate degrees from the Iowa Writers' Workshop and the University of Chicago. Her poems have appeared, or are forthcoming, in Fence, Best New Poets, Forklift Ohio, Alimentum, La Petite Zine, and elsewhere. Her first collection of poetry, Fort Red Border, will be published in fall 2009 by Sarabande Books. She lives in Iowa City.

Read her work here:

http://www.lapetitezine.org/Kiki.Petrosino.htm
http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/sestinas/5KikiPetrosino.html
http://42opus.com/v5n4/youhavemadeacareer
http://www.contrarymagazine.com/Allegory.html
http://www.thecontinentalreview.com/
http://www.bornmagazine.org/projects/infants_in_arms/

GET OUT YOUR OLD COPY OF DAVID BOWIE'S HUNKY DORY AND LISTEN TO QUICKSAND

Then you'll have a pretty good idea what I sound like at the moment (except without the awesome voice, or the song craft, or the cover by Dinosaur Jr.).

Slog. Gurgle. Schlupp.

M

JAPANESE DEATH POEM

Thanks to Dobby Gibson and Dean Young I'm currently reading Japanese Death Poems: Written by Zen Monks and Haiku Poets on the Verge of Death. And while I'm not on the verge of death--at least I hope not--if I were on such a verge right this moment, I'd write this:

Two men cutting old limbs
off my tree. One last listen
to KISS DESTROYER!

(Then I'd die immediately, of course.)

What would your death poem be...right this second?

JON ANDERSON/ JOHN CLARE

"--we owe the world ourselves--" --from "John Clare" by Jon Anderson