haul

from awp. it was my first awp. it was bright and overwhelming. but i saw some incredible readings and found all of these beautiful books. now it's over. i'm on my couch drinking water. i wish i could do this for three days.

what the end was like.

two of my most favorite people in the universe.

 more favorites

another. i read with roxi and danielle on wednesday for sidebrow. it was so fun. we mixed all of our things together.

andrea likes to make things at the dq booth. last year she was making felt animals and this year she was making a mitten. maybe mittens.

i was walking with some things.

drew!

i was part of a reading at the mca. c.d. wright and forrest gander read for lost roads to celebrate reissuing frank stanford''s conditions uncertain and likely to pass away. i read with many perfect horse less people, including: Cynthia Arrieu-King, Sommer Browning, Julia Cohen, Bruce Covey, Nate Slawson, Eric Baus, Andrea Rexilius, Shawn Huelle, Sarah Bartlett, Joseph Wood, Jen Tynes, and Susan Scarlata.

 friday there was a reading to celebrate boulevard's 25th anniversary. kevin let me read with him. and d.a. powell and martha collins. it took away all my breath.

 we read at this great space. ts and i wanted to photograph this wooden animal a lot.

all of the pictures i took of us here turned out dark.

on saturday i went to a panel about ghosts that starred kate greenstreet, selah saterstrom, cole swensen and others.

 that night i went to a reading that had these people as audience members. i have some videos from this reading that i want to upload.

this animal was available for photos on the last day.

awp

this is what it looks like in denver this week.

something to purchase

this is beautiful. i just know it.

everything is so busy

awp is here. almost. this means a lot of work.

but. i had wits today and we made list poems:

flower list

ocean flowers
school flowers
cooking flowers
boat flowers
time flowers
polar bear flowers

rabbits!

sketchy bunnies

wits

i'm doing wits again this year--

which means more great poems:

Ode to Mexico

Mexico smells like
hay. I can hear the
horses eating. The food
in Mexico tastes like home.
It’s really good. I feel
happy when I ride
my horse Angel.
It sounds like
sheep talking.

Katherine, 3rd grade


Ode to My Bike

My bike is stupid. It is a waffle.
My bike is a fat man.
My bike is the scream.
My bike is a glow in the
dark fish.

Adeli, 3rd grade


This is Just to Say

I’m sorry I took
the eraser.

I erased
the eraser.

And gave it back
but it was nothing.

Gilly, 3rd grade

cixous

"the pathfinder is that unknown thing that is, at the same time, the most known thing: that black spot in the distance amid the murky maelstrom of the blizzard toward which, as [tsvetaeva] says so beautifully, 'poets will walk without thinking as if walking home.'"

"the mysteries we need are those that have been lost: these only resurface as something reopens."

hc, the school of dreams

and this, which is my favorite thing to look at right now:

in the world today
there is
no world so attached as i am
to worlds.

from j. ceravolo, note from st. francis