Friday, March 31, 2006

Freq of the Week!

Saturday April 1st at 2 PM
at the Four-Faced Liar
165 West 4th St. (between 6th avenue & 7th avenue)
(212) 366-0608
A,C,E,F, or V to West 4th

Paul Foster Johnson's poems have recently appeared or are forthcoming in Logopoeia, Bird Dog, Octopus, and Lungfull!. "Quadriga", a chapbook of his collaborations with E. Tracy Grinnell, will soon be published by g-o-n-g press. With fiction writer Sherry Mason, he curates the Experiments and Disorders reading series at Dixon Place in New York City.

erica kaufman co-curates the belladonna* reading series/small press and is the author of the chapbooks: from the two coat syndrome , the kickboxer suite, and a familiar album (winner of the 2003 New School Chapbook Contest). Her poems have appeared in Puppy Flowers, Bombay Gin, The Mississippi Review, and elsewhere.
Stacy Szymaszek is the Program Coordinator at the Poetry Project at St. Mark's Church. She is the author of the chapbooks Some Mariners (EtherDome Press, 2004), Mutual Aid (gong, 2004), Pasolini Poems (CyPress, 2005) There Were Hostilities (release, 2005), and hyper glossia (belladonna* books 2005). Her book Emptied of All Ships was published by Litmus Press.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

NaPoWriMo is gearing up.

Of course, every month is National Poetry Month here at I'll Show You Mine, but April is NATIONAL National Poetry Month, and Reen will be gearing up her NaPoWriMo Project in which all are invited to participate.

This year I will join her in writing two poems a day for the month of March. I will also join her in writing poems with a (loosely) common theme. I think I will write one poem in the morning and one poem at night, and I think they will be somewhat narrative and semi-autobiographical.

As I did last year, I will post poems for non-blogging poets who'd like to participate. Just send them to shaferhall a la gmail. And we're as fast and loose in this pursuit as in all others, so don't worry if you have to start late or can't quite write every day. Maureen'll still love you.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Fun Fishes Will Find Me At The Freq


Saturday March 25th at 2:30 PM
at the Four-Faced Liar
165 West 4th St. (212) 366-0608
A,C,E,F, or V to West 4th

Saturday, March 25th will feature Chris Tonelli, Justin Marks, and Carol Novak.

Chris Tonelli lives in Cambridge, MA. His work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Verse, LIT, GutCult, New York Quarterly, Drunken Boat, Sonora Review , Asheville Poetry Review, and Redivider. His chapbook, Wide Tree, is available from Kitchen Press.

Justin Marks has poems in, or forthcoming from, Fulcrum, The Literary Review, McSweeney's, Typo, Word For/Word, RealPoetik, canwehaveourballback?, Black Warrior Review, Coconut and others. His chapbook, You Being You by Proxy, is out on Kitchen Press ( His full length manuscript, Twenty Five Hours in Iceland and Other Poems, was a finalist for the 2006 May Swenson Poetry Award. He is Editor of LIT magazine and lives in New York City.

Carol Novack's writings can or will be found in many publications, including The Penguin Book of Australian Women Poets, Anemone Sidecar, Big Bridge, Diagram (web and print), elimae, Milk Magazine, Mindfire, Muse Apprentice Guild, Newtopia, Opium, Pindeldyboz, Retort, Ravenna
Hotel, SmokeLong Quarterly, Unpleasant Event Schedule, Word Riot, and Yankee Pot Roast . Her prose poem/fusion "Destination" was selected as a "best" of Web Del Sol fiction at Sol eScene (Series 20). Carol publishes and edits the "edgy and enlightened" multimedia journal Mad Hatters' Review:, hosted by Web Del Sol, and she is co-editing an anthology of innovative, "intoxicating" fiction, Butterflies of Vertigo. Carol's launching the Mad Hatters' Poetry, Prose & Anything Goes Reading Series at the KGB Bar on April 7th. Her burgeoning blog, , provides additional details.


For those of you who are keeping score, the online Frequency Series Schedule has been updated to reflect the current season.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

MarPoWriMo Etceterizes!

A Clean, Well-Rested Possum in Fancy Dress

"Is that a possum, or a prince?" people asked,
when the clean, well-rested possum rolled into town,
dressed as he was in fancy dress.

Never had anyone seen a possum dress so fancy
or groom so cleanly; never had anyone seen a possum
rest so thoroughly.

"Princes can be possums, and possums can be princes,"
said the well-rested possum sagely. "If you folks
would rest more completely, you could see more clearly."

The town folks "harrumphed" but decided to try it,
and when they awoke, they resumed chasing the possum
with a broomstick and a renewed, well-rested vigor.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

The Durge Report

Sybil Durgin "was talking for some time about the travelling wilburys and how the guy from elo must be pissed. he had his short, brief moment playing with genius. his name in lights, with theirs. then roy died and his estate pulled the rights. you can't buy the first record anywhere and the second doesn't hold water at all. then george died and the dream did too. for a while, a sweet while, it was george, tom, bob, roy and jeff. even if people didn't really know who jeff was, it was still jeff. now if people even remember the travelling wilburys at all, its george, tom, bob, roy and that guy from elo. man, is he pissed!"

Monday, March 06, 2006

Thursday, March 02, 2006


High School Isn't Harder On Anyone Than The High-Schoolers

No one was as confused as I was
when I found that box of glass eyeballs
in my locker. My high school
did not even have a prosthetics program,
so those eyeballs must’ve traveled
a long, long way to get there;
it must’ve been a long way to travel
to confuse me.

But I don’t like to look confused;
am I too proud? Or is it an older aversion --
maybe I don’t want to look weak
in front of the other high school students
lest they gang up on and eat me.

Those may have been idle musings,
but at the time they were enough for me,
all of a sudden every other human creature
was a danger to me and my eyeballs
(including the extra ones -- possession
being so much of the law back then.)

So I knocked over all of the tables
in Mrs. Caldwell’s third period,
and then I righted only one of them,
on which I stood and said to the gathering crowd:
That’s right! Look at me! I’m crrr-
aazy! And I’m a-gonna put your eyeballs out
one by one, so buy my one-and-only
brand-new prosthetic eyeballs now
before they’re gone.

And after that I was OK for a while,
on that ship of cutthroats called high school,
until I joined the water polo team --
everyone’s so mean to the water polo team.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006