Dec 13, 2009

CY GIST PRESS HARD TIMES HOLIDAY SPECIAL



So you've lost your job copyediting foreclosure notices for Gog, Magog & Scumbag LLP, Tiny Tim needs braces, the student loan company is threatening to break your Grandma's legs, you've been drinking American beer & now you just don't know what you're going to do about the "Holidays."  Well don't fret, friend, Cy Gist Press feels your pain & is offering you the chance to purchase all of the currently in-print CGP titles (that's: to know this, Off the Beaten Trakl, Berlin Poems, Gingerbread, The Love of Freak Milways & Tango Wax, Looking for Lake Texcoco, Gary Gygax, Dead-Eye Spring, Daybook of Perversities and Main Events, Vorticells and The Humble Travelogues of Mr. Ian Worthington) for just $30 plus $5 shipping and handling.  That's less than $3 a chapbook.  Even if you already have a few, give the extras away to your friends and relatives for your Culturally Appropriate Winter Holiday--chances are a Cy Gist Press chapbook will be more interesting than whatever other garbage you were planning on getting them!

While supplies last! 
CGP 18: to know this
by Angela Veronica Wong (20 pp. Saddle-Stitched w/ Die-Cut Stars) $7 ppd.





In to know this Angela Veronica Wong maps the constellation of the body and its desires.  The life of a star is the life of a person.  Wong's spare, precise lines chart a firmament that is both celestial and down-to-earth.


From to know this
by Angela Veronica Wong


                                   to know stars die:
in wartime, countries
trade bodies for prisoners.
what is more valuable—a body
symbolic, or a body alive?  would you
trade for mine would i want
to trade for yours      is it
the body or the wanting
my want of your body my want
for your body to be my body or maybe just
next to my body       animals curled
in water     this is how I wish
to be – warmth       belonging       the L next to an S
somewhere between the meeting and the knowing
the wanting and the having
like clean sheets on a bed
hints of what is to come.

CGP 17: Off the Beaten Trakl
by Joel Sloman (20 pp. Saddle-Stitched) $5 ppd.


Responding to Cy Gist Press editor Mark Lamoureux's call for poets to do more translation, Joel Sloman created this homophonic, stereoscopic, phantasmagoric "translation" of the work of Austrian poet Georg Trakl.  Sloman makes a sock poet of the author's solemn memory, dragging Trakl dumfounded into our contemporary world of Robin Williams films, scones and hip-hop workboots.   With a fetching (pun intended) cover by Kate Ledogar.  In the words of the author, "It's fucking hot, Snowy!"


Sanja
by Joel Sloman


A strange woman wearing a green sweater walks by
Open trucks with hoses guard alterations
Sonja’s legs rest on a chair, she is reviled
Cold regulates bums and hobos

I wave to the sightseers on the trolley
Sunflowers and more sunflowers are delighted
By Sonja’s white interpretation of reggae
Red snow—wondrous—bubbles

A blue clerk wears a muscle tee
Sonja’s shirt is dry cleaned, fumes
Tiers of turbans grates England
Ali’s young daughter wears a long red dress with silver sequin patterns

Sonja sips a thick mocha shake
Her son tags along after her
Her sage brow acknowledges loneliness
Her shirt is too stiff, it crackles

Extensions to her blond hair pinned
She’s disturbed, returns to England
Whatever happened to Neil Hornick?
Subterfuge of sunflowers!

The colors of blooms are already autumnal
A loitering, itinerant red wound
Jumps onto Sonja’s thigh
Yolks and whites break up, no more reggae


Oct 25, 2009

The Poetics of New York City



Watch a man leave a woman
in Columbus Circle, trees blowing
as in summer in Indian Summer,
the arches of the fountain-water
blowing in the wind that blows
up from Broadway, in Indian Summer, two
brothers leave in their skullcaps;
a woman alone composing photos,
everyone is beautiful who the wind
blows hair across their face, as though
at sea, the statue’s anchors frozen,
like sorrow is a jade tree,
pistachio green in the white lights
of the fountain that are eyes
in blood, portals. This is
the poetics of the city, how fever
infests every goosefleshed silence,
the thighs of the women in their skirts,
jackhammers, a schizophrenic snaps
the mirror off a car like a fruit
to be eaten, smashes up his teeth,
in Indian Summer, this is the poetics
of New York City.

Oct 10, 2009

DANCE POEMS



WILLIAM FORSYTHE
“Decreation”

Window strut

crow


line bug spin


robo slug


skin walk


neo- foot


erotics


spinner wall

in backup


twiddle

3
drawer


choke

lift

rump


mist
sphinx



slap

roar

heat


table

9 step

pinion pile

drive

asterisk
orbit


lightning

dinner spun


table water



chair
raven



construct figure amoeba


experience


sword

said

spake

stake

knead

brass

bolt

crash

orbit

fire

over swivel


melt

base

plinth

jagged





melee

burst

gore


percolate




rip

here

gore


torpor

gasp


HATE

over


last other


photo

hand

hand
fingers

freeze

when

broke



star
fist
was
first


stall









pair




blast



siren

over

sharp

base was


drip


loon


oval lotus

arrow


hand blossom



lens of
push


kneel
stiffen

arraign blast

face other

face
her

was
switch
itch


scratch

sodden




eyes
was

hurt hold

rife




splay

ego

over

cruel
air

furnace

break


was listing bumper

push hustle torpor


was

space

lost

in


look

might walk

walker


storm


bird

scythe

blank water washed


maestro


rate


interrogate

rattle tale

fire crouched


leap hand
harp



scraper

jangley

over


spear

spare


blast
burst

ship drum

causes
boom


tussle

trestle

din

white

false static

window

over

said



split
self

back


hanger
once


clay

paper

furl


order
sun
blank


pop frail

wick

angled


pupa

blood
gift
scepter

dust
telegraph scapula

arch beast


clock

dust

Sep 4, 2009

Used White Wife for Sale



Please check out friend and Cy Gist Press author Sandra Simonds' new chapbook. $5 from Grey Book Press. Somehow Sandra manages to be a PhD student, Professor and Mother at the same time as a prolific writer. CGP will be publishing another new Simonds' project in the near future. In the meantime, get your fix at Grey Books.

Aug 28, 2009

DANCE POEMS

A reader asked for some more of these dance poems, so I have posted a few more. These are from the New York City Ballet's "Dancer's Choice" performance in June and are from excerpts of ballets, and thus a little shorter than poems accompanying complete pieces. A couple of people have expressed interest in seeing the Dance Poems collected in a small chapbook like my Film Poems, as a kind of companion volume. Anybody interested in publishing such a project?




JEROME ROBBINS
“DANCERS AT A GATHERING” (EXCERPT)

spangled peek

all the day gnomon

in garden
summit

mounting fanfare


arrest diagonal

divining ground



center

plasm akimbo

floater

bow

strider white
astride

pulsar

noble

trace
filigree slither


orbit

velocity

taper

rush line

DANCE POEMS



RICHARD TANNER
“EPISODES & SARCASMS” (EXCERPT)


chiaroscuro pyramid


labrys corridor rune
accordion

black bloom

sunflower eye lurker





scout bastion

blinder

Eurydice

heartbeat

moth night

splay moon

new

dusk orphan

wedge heart

pump

gather sentinel

briar spoke

crane eclipse

DANCE POEMS



GEORGE BALANCHINE
“VALSE-FANTASIE”




cloud line

tuck satyr

snake shadow

ionosphere

echo green

grown over
summon
liege

run

tube ripple

arrow

chime




mist pulse

lift over part

DANCE POEMS




JEROME ROBBINS
“IN G MAJOR” (EXCERPT)


repel air

seed drift

O

mote respite

divide

echo

runner atlas branch



marionette

atom scribe

sibyls

join

kite

brush

picture

lift

DANCE POEMS



PETER MARTINS
“THE WALTZ PROJECT” (EXCERPT)


Magnet figure

limp

pendulum
wing

globe

yellow clock

crab

minaret

track

slide sweeper

Sisyphus over

hail




tango sock


child’s drain bird

sleep

without

coy
return

malade ant

bubble compass

cross—




red windmill to tear
drop



over wick flame

staff
launch

fairy bird

cube

breathe

watcher go
ball

polis match
days over

Aug 26, 2009

La Fovea


I have two poems up at the website La Fovea, from a new project called "The Years," in which I write a poem for each year of my life. Click here. Thanks to Sandra Simonds for inviting me to the project. The image here will make sense if you read the poem...

Jul 2, 2009



I have a poem up at the most recent issue of e.ratio, in fabulous company. Check it out online or download the pdf.

Jun 17, 2009

DANCE POEMS



GEORGE BALANCHINE
“SERENADE (EXCERPT)”

Eyed lemniscate

right fade
bola swing

parallel fold

box slalom ricochet

opal pillowy white
dwarf
fuchsia alpha



mountain wedge

junction

delta

vineyard blanc

5 slide

earth water
air ether fire

spiral galaxy bar
tack



alight pentagon

spark

swarm form lines

steeple

down bridge
levitate

kaleidoscope surge

carousel ring eye

parapet whisper
herald

arch
rectangle prone



Jun 10, 2009

DANCE POEMS



TRICIA BROWN
"L’AMOUR AU THEATRE"

Orbit
pair
reverse

Contrapuntal whirl—

stepping leg cross box
lock car

carry
lever to arm

pull steeple trident

spin glass luster

sun arc over a hill

seahorse pose

broken away



rock both
seashell fan

weather

swan crawl

case when clock

cardinal swills

multiplying line



horizon osmosis

interrupt graft

glissando echo

dive drained

eater
opal
grey
pearl
gray
Can’t advance
wrestle
over

driven


topple grope

bastion

thrasher advance

jagged line



of over go
libra scale

rotate

dusk slider
to train switch part


pulled coppery organism


how arch

hexagon of moon tilting
swing acrobat
a bird stalker arms

into boats horse play
into teepees

lifting imposition


Jun 9, 2009

DANCE POEMS



TRICIA BROWN
"GLACIAL DECOY"

Shift shift
triangle reach wall

tulip

sea margin

pendulum margin

urn brake shadow
atom smasher

window

fader find binocular

spin when clouds

spun leap

still

when

over
tilt windpump

lure spin bob

in third start
rotate
angry bridge walk car
join
bronzes frame

advance
freight

camera frame
drifting

morning arch

when the horse ghost
prowls
mirrors are television

enter air fore


water
stalk over
stair diagonal swing

skin slide creak



disrupt close closure


Jun 5, 2009

DANCE POEMS




TRICIA BROWN
“O COMPOSITE”

Air wheel

sky

white record
trapeze

furl left arrow around
point


rooster twist
whirl scrawl

duck outer

leg orbit point

collapse horse dredge


ringing one

pulling

hex ring

noose grab-- archer

eccentric oribit
layer axle
magnet birth logroll

static march

basso
glass swing

shifter
puller
lifter
pointer
pillow

frog
she walks, purrs

tree-swing down

dividing leg
catapult ring

arm/ledge

crane swing

pillar whisper roll-- arch

tape loop
large
running

her over
bird north

shine wall line lower

table into space

together
over level swing
spin
gate gyroscope
weightless levitate dram church


cradle over

mermaid dawn spool

Jun 4, 2009

DANCE POEMS



TRICIA BROWN
“PLANES”


Drive-in

middle schooner dementia

wall blink merge

roll to top standing

colossus


like a letter fling

interior

die smoke spread

across a canvas of film-death

reach

bird-men
peephole people

merge

grid
hang

air

atom diamond
pyramid long

torch history

enter over shadow

wall god sky ghost
double

contrast crown
fall

moons

cloud
means

return


scalers

twist over
X

art
glyph
flow
creep bleed protoplasm

atmosphere march

capsule
vertigo shed

Jun 3, 2009

Sum Sum Summertime

While I am on "vacation," I intend to get as much writing done as possible. Getting as much writing done as possible involves, necessarily, getting as much reading done as possible, and making inroads into my substantial "to read" pile. Because I'm sure you're dying to know, I will write some micro reviews via Goodreads of some of the stuff I make it through.

Since I mainly use this blog for poetry and announcements about yours truly, I will henceforth put reviews and "stuff not about me": here. That url should even be compatible with peoples' blogrolls. Woo-hoo. I am losing my edge.

Apr 30, 2009

OZONES B3



Ingot seeks metronome
pallor. A greedy double
does not measure up for
disaffected rust. A handful
of stars tumble through an ocean
of not, bleeding vanilla
yogurt. Take the name of that bird
& hide it away; gastropod
fixative for votive
tree. A flash beside
the pot-bellied stove like a furnace
on fire, a blanket of
corduroy, foul-tempered smock
smoked in action. Murder
junipers & cello tuber
motifs. Everything is made
of wood, and eveything must be
made to look a good three
years younger.

{END OF LINE}

Tomorrow we go from poets to workers, cruel rains call forth the staunch flowers, and soon we can all wear white shoes (proletariat included).

May 1 I am going to take down everything but the Mechanical Beast poems to perhaps revise a little & publish elsewhere, so take one last look at them if you are so inclined, or else look for them later elsewhere maybe.

I think I may keep writing and posting the Beasts because they amuse me. Though likely not at the breakneck one-a-day pace as this past month.

I didn't miss a day this year, though! Another month older and deeper in debt...

Apr 29, 2009

DANCHEL



Crystal mints & transistors,
what was made to travel
over yeast & milk. The grandeur
of warm snow. Currency of
rubies, a fistfull of sour
cherries rushing toward
the end of the day. Parallel
grooves of a toaster
in a pawnshop, antenna
extends from the AM
headphones, the PM headphones,
this is Antebellum gargoyle
fodder, or a tube of prosaic
openings that excretes
its own little prize. Say all
this is nostalgia, at the end
of the day, no symbol
for said money, no fat, dumb
& happy this time, only
a whale with a glass tooth,
a basket with no fruit in it.

Apr 28, 2009

ZAILA


Engine arthropod
facsimile totem aghast at
limned hems or a bridge
marbled by coppery
feathers. Get all of this
unction at indescribable
ransom. Uvular frisbee dice
on the sticky shuffleboard
pregnant with sand, a hassock
of tinier than always
briars. A varicose leaf-form in
the capital growth, a
flagship in-between innings,
favorited calcium
choppers. This is the end of
the plum stripes and
the mustard gasoline
for a burly lemon. Take
the fog for a walk & find a ragdoll
buried under a bridge that
fell.

Apr 27, 2009

GAIA Q5



Terrestrial fistula
reclaims meteroid nerve
Neapolitan svelte ibis
conjecture. Terrarium
orchids biopsy podule
reverend bread mold
territory. Flaming ilk,
carbon dating advice,
for truncheon-bearers
a sandwich of vapors.
Forget-me-not, staging
ground trace
bitemark over stratagem
leonine tubers
great spoiled proverb
chrome bulb
metal Xmas tree
blood-head sovereign.

Apr 24, 2009

DANCE POEMS




CHRISTOPHER WHEELDON
"MERCURIAL MANOEUVRES"

Ruby silhouette
ziggurat door
Mondrian palette purple overlap
skitter

Soviet relay trumpet
slash
air step

crown jewel arc
jamb light stalk
blood dream pace
black / white subject prison—

leaning creep
mill rotor—

remove the mirror film in the
united schism

a pinion for the gravity angel

Fortune wheel

gable shadow eye point


gloaming bird

whereupon

light path
clock circle

cerulean pause

sky tint

perpendicular

brow oblique
dolphin upon silver

albatross column
ocean sun

hourglass

transverse mars



bejeweled hand
code switch
t transistor trash diagram

trumpet blow patter

foot rain
beach days gone

chalice bubble

bright row

hand center

Apr 23, 2009

DANCE POEMS



MELISSA BARAK
"A SIMPLE SYMPHONY"

Semaphore blue

stag

chevron, X, diamond
firebird
gull angle dash dissipate
duet

gate

mirror carry
polar
a downward glance revolves
osmosis
sliding center
allele division

3/6 dicotomy

missing


mottle listen

binary full stop center stage
mana smoke offering
again phoenix

held wheel
DAWN

bridge topple
pistil row
quadrant
hexagram

molting arrow

hydrogen story

Apr 22, 2009

DANCE POEMS



PETER MARTIN
HALLELUJAH JUNCTION

Pointing line

quincunx white eye

limb alphabet & piano ghosts

jump circuit

chiaroscuro wave

here is the steeple
flag zag

gyre lycra magnet

moth mouth

human gnomon

shoal whorl
telegraph beat pirouette

troika beat

crab obeisance, pendulum
ascend pop

bolo orbit
pair loop
topple corridor

Dead Sea line scheme

Apr 21, 2009

DANCE POEMS



BATSHEVA DANCE COMPANY
“MAX”

Lotus pillar

leaf spine snap

prostrate reversal

pneumatic lung deadpan
waltz regions

rumbling

blink

illumine male

corner

reverse

hear alone enter delta
cadre
flutter

eidolon rise
shimmer

flee retun

wound light gesture

twitch & restart & twitch & restart

patter
amoeba

muscle of shadow
seizure center

speaking line
angle whisper

reach heron last

tint walk
high arc black switch

burn & restart & burn & restart & burn

blood light fury

loop hurt back
&
fro

to spin pop

frame spin
windmill
spark caught

horizontal jade turn
ebb

gloom
cell

clock arm—

cruciform moss

gate

wrest ballet

chalice is parallel

fallen
burn 3

eye rhyme

limbo rerun

bird head fight


delta zone

wrong one

machete stance

malfunction see

piston piston piston


cup band

tract walk

1 2 3 4 5

program arch arc



parallel

allele


jagged
throat

pull

learn trumpet fuck




part

kid ditty


warpath count

usurp lurch

beguile
breathing

decay into purple advance

lift symbiote
heart


wedge shriek

Apr 20, 2009

DANCE POEMS




PAUL TAYLOR
"BYZANTIUM"

I.

Nile crawl


wound ibis
sick crowd
shot mensch

skitter


bug

twist limb lawn mover spin

throng creep pinnacle

furl skim

offering prone

II.

Chorus blanket

spangle diaphon

Quadrant fold
grape crazy

limb pry

rhinegold head square orbit

beta march
storm lathe

usurp
sun game

salvation

doubloon
breeze
spill

archon Chiron
apostate whirl

fury star

putsch
gold haze

III.

It light corps


carry

circle
dog spin
magnet
gaze vector ghost

bow
azimuth point

cradle

pin wreck

broken mime speech

dioskouroi

junle
dark

spout step

hemisphere
sigil
troika

snakerise
splinter slip

weave ransom spot
cross courting stance






deck
wind motor
clay bolt
model rotor
into air deflect





Da Vinci prowl

spider road

switchback topple

metronome set petal

gel & dissolve

snow window
days


Apr 18, 2009

Kingdan X10



Into the evasive table
basilisk. Expect
egregious. Tentatively a shark
breathing blue breath at
landmines. A wraith dipping
translucent fingers
into wet transparencies,
a paramecium spectrum. Hot for
Mitochondria Eve, a dollop
on the transom for
super deformed Elijah.
A trap for spinning tops yields
oranges not tangerines. A fetching
spiral like an amphora figure
or the snout of a cootie.
Glossy plastic, new, old,
a trellis where potted are eight brain
flowers for the age where you
get what you want, when you want it.
Like a pillow
with a stem.

Apr 15, 2009

GROMAZEN R9





Horizontal stable
deli neon nostalgia
tracer yellow
trifecta clock noise coffee
jell-o magnetic door
click. Mechanical lion feels like
square muscles, cogged, wheels
on its feet tears
rabbit-fur, the night the world
is huge. It is ending
soon. Something's stomach glows
glittery grey, sing blue silver hair
saucer. Sarcophagus paint pot brush strand:
Pleistocene mammals
liquor store huge green
Oldsmoblile arm
rest.

Apr 6, 2009

GARADA K7


GARADA K7

Ochre lyre,
typhoon elegant

tse tse
ingot.

Baldric takes, lesion abides.

Do now tendrils, fore-
listen-- Very
Large Array mito-
chondria prism loon spectacle
agoggle. Vitreous
brands in amber
ducts, the raison d’
elbow: miner
nape-napalm
organism avocado
armadillo rings, top hat
cat stripes. Fear what
has no raspberry
angle.

Apr 5, 2009

DOUBLAS M2


Perennial Janus
horticulture has lizard
skin, bright
index lexical tachyon lace
polyp

There is no where in the
automatic plasm-
fortune where tight grey
curls in an upright
cornucopia are the expected
bean sĂ­dhe lake
sky riding
felt capsule train into the
least marred, taking the less
labile of the seven lofty
friezes.

Apr 1, 2009

NAtional POetry WRIting MOnth

Here we go. We'll see how far in I make it. At the end of the month, anything that's good I'll delete and use for other things, anything that isn't good, I'll leave up because I have no shame.

Mar 22, 2009

3 New Titles from Cy Gist Press

Spring is coming! The robins have returned, Mr. Softee has returned and so have the annoying Harley guys who make a lot of noise and set off all the car alarms on your street. And Cy Gist Press has returned with 3 new titles for your vernal enjoyment.

KATE SCHAPIRA'S
THE LOVE OF FREAK MILLWAYS AND TANGO WAX



(20 pp. Sewn Binding) $8 ppd.

Kate Schapira gives us a gender-neutral utopian porno. Nonviolent slapstick for a new century, The Love of Freak Millways and Tango Wax’s dumpster-diving heroes eke out a breathless place amid the detritus of the disintegrating city. With something for everyone but not much of anything, Freak & Tango get off for your sins trussed high above the overpass.



GEOF HUTH'S
GINGERBREAD



(12 pp. Sewn Binding.) $7 ppd.

Begun in the excess of the 80’s, finished in 2008 at the gate of our present grief, Geof Huth’s fable of annihilation, Gingerbread, offers a cautionary tale for an age smothered by its own girth. Tumescent with sweet words, Huth’s nightmare of dreamy hovels rotten at the core thrusts its stake true to the right eye of our age of overcompensated executives and shriveled mortgages.



MY OWN BERLIN POEMS



(16 pp. Sewn Binding) $7 ppd.

Written during and around a trip to Germany in 2008, Berlin Poems features ekphrastic poems based on work in art museums in Munich and Berlin—Max Beckmann, Ernst Ludwig Kirchner, Naum Gabo and others.


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For the 6 people who read this weblog--purchase both The Love of Freak Millways and Tango Wax and Gingerbread and receive Berlin Poems for free. Free!



For sample poems please go to the Cy Gist Press website.

Feb 28, 2009

Ben Mazer's Secret Destiny

Please check out my good friend Ben Mazer's new long work A Secret Destiny here.

Feb 9, 2009

I Would Seriously Rather Read Comic Books Than Contemporary Fiction


Because I know that you're dying to read it, my review of various and sundry Jack Kirby publications can be found HERE in the latest issue of Boog City. Besides Sebald and Proust (yes, I know how snotty that sounds and I don't care), pretty much all I have read in the past year besides poetry and crappy 5-paragraph essays is Jack Kirby comic books. This article concerns the recent Kirby bio-coffee-table book and the recently compiled Jack Kirby's Fourth World compiled by DC comics, and is really kind of a prelude to something much longer that would probably interest me and a bunch of guys who live in the archetypal parents' basement.

David's parents apparently went to temple with Kirby. I kind of wish he was still alive because maybe they could have gotten me an autograph or something, or, better yet, give him a copy of Tight 4 below with some poems I wrote about him and the Fourth World.

Feb 8, 2009

All We Really Want is to Eat Your Brains



THIS looks fabulous--and I don't say that just because I'm in it. Matt and Katie also put together beautiful books with sewn bindings that make you think Katie could probably sew up a triple bypass with an awl and binding thread if you needed it. I believe you will be able to get these at the Star Trek Convention...I mean... AWP...sorry my bad...next week--or you can get them online.

Also, I forgot to mention TIGHT 4, which also looks fabulous, once again my presence notwithstanding. I haven't put my hands on a copy yet (guys, guys?) but the lineup once again looks formidable. And, once again, I am assuming you can pick up a copy at the North American Lepidarists Association Meetup...whoops again...I mean AWP...why do I keep doing that?... Or you can order one online with the links on their page. You need the link, don't Google it...trust me...

Jan 21, 2009

I Will Read Better than Elizabeth Alexander & Won't Even Mention God Once

The Last Inaugural Ball - Lamoureux & Peterson @OUtposT 186 Saturday 1/24/09 3 PM

You see it don't you? Feel it? It's all different now. And you might be pooped out by all your inaugural ballin'. But, there's one more. Mark Lamoureux and Katie Peterson are change we can believe in. And in the spirit of change, get affiliated with the Unaffiliated Reading series as we add a venue to our list. The poets will trade off wearing Aretha Franklin's hat. Light refreshments will help us usher in Change.

OutPost 186

1861/2 Hampshire St. Cambridge, Ma


3 (III) Three PM

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Mark Lamoureux lives in Astoria, NY. His first full-length collection, Astrometry Orgonon was published by BlazeVOX books in 2008. He is the author of 5 chapbooks: Poem Stripped of Artifice (winner of the New School 2007 Chapbooks Contest), Traceland, 29 Cheeseburgers, Film Poems and City/Temple. His work has been published in print and online in Fence, Mustachioed, miPoesias, Jubilat, Denver Quarterly, Conduit, Lungfull!, Carve Poems, Coconut, GutCult and many others. In 2006 he started Cy Gist Press, a micropress focusing on ekphrastic poetry. He is Reviews Editor for Boog City, a Manhattan-based literary paper, and teaches composition in the CUNY system.


Katie Peterson was born in California and is the author of This One Tree, a book of poems published by New Issues in 2006. She teaches poetry and the humanities at Deep Springs College in California.