Whatever It Takes, Baby Makes, Adrift, and All the Fuss
by Barbara DeCesare, January 2007
Poems by Barbara DeCesare have appeared previously in Unlikely Stories, as well as Poetry, Alaska Quarterly Review and many others. She is a perennial instructor at the University of Pennsylvania's Writers' Conference, a featured writer at the most recent Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival, and a paralegal with a depressing collection of cute pumps and three teenaged kids.
Pinball Graveyard and Fascist Insect
by Dulabomber, January 2007
"Dulabomber is just two guys who kinda live in Milwaukee and can't afford heat..." These tracks are off last year's self titled full length. As of a month ago Ricky and Spider are back in the studio with some very special guests throwing down some wicked vicious soundscapes of gruff-ass down-tempo melodrama. New this year are some con fangled disco weirdo tracks sure to lighten your igloo's mood, even as the ol' hypothermia sets in.
Paul Dutton
visual poetry, January 2007
Paul Dutton is a poet, novelist, essayist, and oral sound artist, whose artistic focus since 1967 has been the fusion of the literary and musical impulses. He has taken his art to festivals, clubs, concert halls, and classrooms throughout Canada, the United States, and Europe, appearing solo and in ensemble (The Four Horsemen, CCMC, Five Men Singing).
Red
by Amanda Earl, January 2007
"...the words "poem," "poetry" and "poet" mess me up. i try to conform to this inner nag droning on and on about what a poem is supposed to be; i enforce line breaks for no particular reason, fall into precious language and unnatural syntax...
Alphaglyphs
by endwar, January 2007
"I just wanted to see what would happen if i could make the letters interact in some mathematical way, and see what sort of shapes would result. There are some reappearances of letter forms in diminished or transposed forms – many variations on E, H and a few As. Some crosses, and some forms that look like obscure symmetric signs..."
Cross-Media
by Michael Harold, January 2007
"To write a poem, you usually start with a word, any word, and soon find that you have written a whole string of them. After placing your words in a string, left to right or right to left, depending on your cultural habits and artistic inclinations, you put the strings one on top of the other in rows, or side by side in columns. That is how we make a poem or any other page of words."
In Germania, The Portuguese Did Sing
by Geof Huth, January 2007
Geof Huth is an American who has lived on most continents on earth. Over the years, he has created visual and other poems in a wide variety of formats: lineated verse, prose, object, painting, drawing, voice, and film.
Snowglyphs
by Geof Huth, January 2007
Visual poems sculpted in snow, photographed as they were effected by the elements and human intervention.
This Is Your Final Nitris
by Adeena Karasick, January 2007
Adeena Karasick's books are marked with an urban, Jewish, feminist aesthetic that continually challenges linguistic habits and normative modes of meaning production. Her writing has been described as "electricity in language" (Nicole Brossard) and "plural, cascading, exuberant in its cross-fertilization of punning and knowing, theatre and theory" (Charles Bernstein).
Graffiti
by Márton Koppány, January 2007
"I have always tried to be laconic..."
As You
by Donna Kuhn, January 2007
Donna Kuhn is a poet, author, dancer, visual and video artist. She has been mixing and crossing media for as long as she can remember. Lately she dabbles in sound text poetry and music to create original soundtracks for her video work. She lives in Northern California.
Janan Leikazu
visual poems, January 2007
'there's a number of things i think of when creating these pieces, i'll try and explain some of that. a letter - letters generalized – can come down to a "natural" shape (a grapefruit, a waffle, a face, a road (something "seen")) or a shape abstracted (a square (the shape of many canvasses, the shape of waffle -grids-), a line ("thread shape"));'
dog dream and temptation
by Kaz Maslanka, January 2007
"My first paintings from the early nineteen seventies, inspired by music, were images visualized in the music. Soon after, my synaesthesia moved toward a more empirical path by creating a visual language for aural experiences. My interest in correlating experience through language spawned my desire to study mathematics and physics. I am currently pursuing my interest in using mathematics as a language for art."
consider the lillies, holy glow, imaginaive child, i spyed a spider, and run!
by Sean McCluskey, January 2007
Sean McCluskey: Born 1972 in Scotland. Studied art at Edinburgh and Dundee. Started cutting up texts in 1994 in an effort to get a hands on approach to poetry. Worked with the now defunct The Beta Band on two tours as the warm up act reading poetry. Has travelled widely; U.S.A, Mexico, Thialand, Nepal, Russia, India, West Africa, France, Sweden, Turkey and more.
Memory Tables
by Gil McElroy, January 2007
"Two hundred years ago, two European powers intent on colonial expansion and hungry for the resources this continent offered clashed there, and as a consequence it has a history of heartbreak, great tragedy, and violence. In the mid-eighteenth century this place was home to French settlers who set about trying to agriculturally tame the wetlands."
Twelve Digital Poems
by Marko Niemi, January 2007
These visual poems are animated through the use of Web-based scripting functions.
Once More Around the Sun: A 2007 Calendar
by W. Bradford Paley, January 2007
"The visual/cultural resonances with ancient native American calendars, mandalas, antique engravings of the solar system; the red weekends at the bright center and the wavy outer corona all have been turned to directly support the calendar's use as a tool. It contextualizes every hour, even on a year's time scale: if someone marks the calendar, then looks back in even as little as an hour, they will be able to see time's inexorable march.
American Flact
by Alan Semerdjian, January 2007
"Facts are for facts are for..."
Spiel
visual poems, January 2007
"The poet Spiel: Born out west to decent white farmers; same year the U.S. entered WWII; maverick child who made art which evolved as he matured intellectually through lifestyle changes leading to considerable national exposure. But in 1996, traumatic life/death illness abruptly halted his career. When his life was spared, he became reticent & for the first time ever, uncreative—until spring 1999..."
In Other Words
by Nico Vassilakis, January 2007
"This piece is a sampler of what I view to be another possibility of language in literature. Concrete/visual poetry in video/film form gets closer to how fascination with alphabet can be conveyed. The restless fragments of language waiting to form into meaning. The pre sentence, the present tense of looking."
AMERICA, ABMAEBRYILCOAN, and Submission Guidelines at Coupremine
by Ted Warnell, January 2007
These are dynamic html/blogger works. They will look different on different browsers, and maybe even different versions of one browser -- for sure by different user settings per any browser...
That's normal -- in fact, that's the point.
Derek White
visual poems, January 2007
Derek White edits Sleepingfish and runs Calamari Press. These Exhibits are from his recent book Poste Restante.
Creative Absentia, Nine Tails, and Bay Odyssey
by B. Z. Niditch, December 2006
"It starts to rain
on this sluggish noon day
your initials land
from an ink stained thumb"
January 9 Blues, January 9, and January 11, Metro
by Lyn Lifshin, December 2006
"hanging on
like the last leaf
on the tree"
No One Knows that I'm Mexican, Ghandi in Back of a Porn Shop Alley at 6:35 AM, and 80 Grit Sandpaper
by Luis Rivas, December 2006
"I turn around and the hawk is
still on top of the fence
looking at me while the pigeon
slowly staggers away, uncaring"
This Should've Been an Elegy for New Orleans, Aspirations, and Words that Words Don't Reach
by Zoë Gabriel, December 2006
"But that city means nothing to me,
it spells out someone else's decadence,
other people's dissipation"
Night Air, Little Girl, and Old Lady
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, December 2006
"I won't walk in traffic
anymore. The little
girl told me to do it."
ugly and drill hall gun in mouth blues
by Aryan Kaganof, December 2006
"i woke up with samuel and ezra on either side of me
yeah samuel and ezra were both at my sides
we decided to turn left into twist street
cos bree street was not going anywhere"
Missed Poet and Tease
by Linda Rosenkrans, December 2006
"I'll be waiting for you-
Expecting
Your orgasmic
Influx"
We Know You
by Derek Davey, December 2006
"Who cleave and divide and segregate all
Tribe from tribe, nigger from whitey
Nation from false nation
The haves from nots"
The Scurrying Ones
by M. Andre Vancrown, December 2006
"Enthusiasm is a neon
sign in an Amish town, frowned upon,
like a torn dressing gown, a mouse set
loose upon a rush-hour trading floor,"
Bloody Fight!, proposition, and urinal sex
by Kurtice Kucheman, December 2006
"i had written a story about having sex with a urinal
and eating a urinal cake
and sent it to lydia lunch"
I Called for Executioners, Shouts the Demon, and I Have Pale Blue Eyes
by Gregory Zobel, November 2006
"I called for diseases, so thing to fear is fear itself, the only could suffocate in sane, in black. Thing to fear is fear itself, only unhappiness was my god. I lay things to fear is fear itself, the down in the mud and dread of it. Only thing to fear is fear itself in the crime-infested air. I played the only thing to fear is fear itself."
Tiananmen Square, Trophy Wife, and Reichstagbrand
by Jeff Crouch, November 2006
"in the morgue, our museum
another body on the pile
identified, unidentified
no camera to put down"
Rage January 4, 2006, January Rage, and Rage Even After Ballet
by Lyn Lifshin, November 2006
"they're stones,
not blood in my
body. Rage clots,
a stone baby"
mr. power broker, if you didn't, I can afford to wait, and a world full
by Frank Sloan, November 2006
"be honest!
nobody's recording this
tell the truth
you feel that pervasive, grinding doom I talk about,
don't you?"
'very well, you liberals,' 'you think of me in the hand of a street vendor, in the' and 'i will divide my life into two colors for the actual'
by dHi, November 2006
"you think of me in the hand of a street vendor, in the
clank of a gate as my heart makes its exit below the city.
in a city that wears barest white, holding her gear"
Patriot Day
by Rodney Nelson, November 2006
"Man crying among the search party that have not
yet found the raped and strangulated body of
his young daughter"
Onward Rushing Angel
by Norman Ball, November 2006
"The next logical step huddles behind a lamppost as crows devour the bread crumbs of reclamation. Oncoming darkness marks the only plausible return. No one, not even God, can return the story to its sealed container. This makes him king of the looming forest only."
The Swindle of the Beautiful
by J. R. Salling, November 2006
"Incensed by the colorless sky
she grasps the butter knife
and threatens to murder
a slice of toast"
empty frames, krypto-night, and coming soon—
by DB Cox, November 2006
"after another night
of stumbling done-in
down metropolis streets—
too fucked-up to fly"
