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Still life at with printing press, typewriter, & corn nuts at Flying Object in Amherst. Peformance duo JIMMYBROOKS was in-house with all the friends of Wave. Guy Pettit & co. made it like home indeed. #wavepoetrytour #flyingobject #jimmybrooks

Still life at with printing press, typewriter, & corn nuts at Flying Object in Amherst. Peformance duo JIMMYBROOKS was in-house with all the friends of Wave. Guy Pettit & co. made it like home indeed. #wavepoetrytour #flyingobject #jimmybrooks

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Excited for these new arrivals to the warehouse from Wave Books:

ECODEVIANCE

Red Juice

Thing Music

Retrievals

Trances of the Blast

and

Wallless Space

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Spotted in downtown Seattle.

Spotted in downtown Seattle.

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A tiny peak at HOA NGUYEN’s RED JUICE: POEMS 1998-2008. We’re very excited for it to enter the world on Sept 2 (http://bit.ly/1uNQ91a).

A tiny peak at HOA NGUYEN’s RED JUICE: POEMS 1998-2008. We’re very excited for it to enter the world on Sept 2 (http://bit.ly/1uNQ91a).

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To read or to gaze off? At the Montague Bookmill outside Amherst, it’s a real toss-up. The millhouse-turned-savory-stacks is a rainy day’s best friend in the most absurdly picturesque of settings. Not bad Western Mass, not bad at all.. #wavepoetrytour #montaguebookmill

To read or to gaze off? At the Montague Bookmill outside Amherst, it’s a real toss-up. The millhouse-turned-savory-stacks is a rainy day’s best friend in the most absurdly picturesque of settings. Not bad Western Mass, not bad at all.. #wavepoetrytour #montaguebookmill

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"Hymn to Life" by Timothy Donnelly from the July/August 2014 issue of Poetry.
"There were no American lions. No pygmy mammoths left
or giant short-faced bears, which towered over ten feet high
when rearing up on their haunches. There were no stout-
legged llamas, stilt-legged llamas, no single Yukon horse.”
http://bit.ly/1BemJed

"Hymn to Life" by Timothy Donnelly from the July/August 2014 issue of Poetry.

"There were no American lions. No pygmy mammoths left
or giant short-faced bears, which towered over ten feet high
when rearing up on their haunches. There were no stout-
legged llamas, stilt-legged llamas, no single Yukon horse.”

http://bit.ly/1BemJed

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"I have trouble thinking about form in poetry. From a wide view, it makes rough sense—a poem has a different form than a novel, Western than Rom-Com, opera than pop song. But that’s genre, not form, isn’t it? Same at the level of the page. I can see the difference between short, skinny lines and boxy sonnets, the heavily indented and left-justified, George Herbert’s altars and Apollinaire’s Calligrammes. But surely form’s something grander than that, more than just the shape poems take in white space.”
RODENY KOENEKE’s third featured blogpost on form for the Poetry Foundation’s blog. 
http://bit.ly/1sOWxD4

"I have trouble thinking about form in poetry. From a wide view, it makes rough sense—a poem has a different form than a novel, Western than Rom-Com, opera than pop song. But that’s genre, not form, isn’t it? Same at the level of the page. I can see the difference between short, skinny lines and boxy sonnets, the heavily indented and left-justified, George Herbert’s altars and Apollinaire’s Calligrammes. But surely form’s something grander than that, more than just the shape poems take in white space.”

RODENY KOENEKE’s third featured blogpost on form for the Poetry Foundation’s blog. 

http://bit.ly/1sOWxD4

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CACONRAD joins forces with Christian Bök, Claudia Rankine, Paul Legault, and Kate Durbin for Poetry of Its Own Making at the Pulitzer Arts Foundation August 20. For this evening of alternative poetics CACONRAD will provide a writing ritual for visitors See you in St. Louis! 

https://www.facebook.com/events/676900679042154/?fref=ts

CACONRAD joins forces with Christian Bök, Claudia Rankine, Paul Legault, and Kate Durbin for Poetry of Its Own Making at the Pulitzer Arts Foundation August 20. For this evening of alternative poetics CACONRAD will provide a writing ritual for visitors See you in St. Louis! 


https://www.facebook.com/events/676900679042154/?fref=ts

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Wave Poetry Tour 2014: Baltimore, MD + Philadelphia, PA

In the industrial corridor one hits along the 95, I experienced an interlude—a bit of a fugue state, if you will. I kept passing in and out of urban sprawls with a film of half-attention clouding my days. But every now and then I would squeegee the surface a bit and have a breakthrough. 

The first happened during a tarry in the Hampden neighborhood of Baltimore. Down the street from the coffee shops and mindfulness centers, you’ll come to Atomic Books. Known for their outrageous comic & graphic novel selection, it turns out they’ve got just about everything else too. I spent “a few minutes” with a smattering of small press poetry collections, took a few steps back and bumped into a table with various vegan cookbooks, then knocked over some of Baltimore’s finest local zines. I knew I should split before I wrecked the joint. Though I felt compelled to stay—partly by co-owner Rachel Whang’s tolerance of my klutz performance, but also the energy of a full spectrum of the publishing world. It’s a place where international appeal meet DIY. People visit Atomic from all over, but their main focus is being a neighborhood bookstore (and the official address where John Waters picks up all his fan mail). Shock value, but a little more endearing.

I was starting to feel guilty—alien even. For the first time, I was beginning to spend more time in the car than in bookstores. Baltimore got all of an afternoon, and by the time I got to Philadelphia …a whole slew of surprises awaited to complicate things. First of all, I was staying in Fishtown—surrounded by filming locations from the Rocky films. I’M TALKING ABOUT ROCKY! If you thought Spider Rico was a bum, you should’ve seen me living out my childhood underneath the train line on Front Street. 

But then I went down to 12th & Pine to visit the LGBTQ bookstore of lore, Giovanni’s Room, and found just weeks prior they had closed forever. This was a major blow. I had been looking forward to a visit to the Room for quite some time and missed it by a matter of days. Owner Ed Hermance locked up the doors for the last time, but the culture surrounding the store—the country’s (and world’s) oldest and largest gay, lesbian, and feminist bookstore (B,T, & Q later on)—helped nurture understanding for all walks of life. Not only the oldest bookstore, but a nerve center for LGBTQ conversations in the infancy of the gay civil rights movement. It was there when the story we’re seeing unfold today, legislatively, began to be written. It was a controversial and singular part of the story. We may not see another addition to the conversation quite like Giovanni’s Room, but literary and queer communities everywhere will be engaged by its influence.Bummed, but not beat, I had time enough to visit one more spot. I was reanimated by the very-much-still-open Brickbat Books on Fabric Row. Owner Patrick Richardson Graham was a kindly host, enough so to perk up my sorrowful state. His beautifully shelved collection of new, used, and rare is well-known to Wave, and—in the land of CA Conrad—he had plenty of familiarity and fervor to reciprocate. Brickbat itself is a hotbed of action where readings, concerts, and general hijinx of South Philly are encased by cubed shelves of impeccable composition. It was another quicky and I knew I’d hopefully be returning to Philly soon, but at least I was leaving on a high note.Once again rushed, I needed to slow my roll for a minute. Perhaps even skip the foreboding and most obvious next stop along this vastly-developed landscape. New York is a beast to be considerately approached & traversed. I didn’t want to buy new insoles for that kind of work. Let’s take a little walkabout in New England instead..

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I rushed through New York with my eyes averted, trying to get to New England—though couldn’t keep from dropping into Berl’s Brooklyn Poetry Shop to get a glimpse of these hardcover cherries. Berl’s is a Wave partner store, so they’re loaded up. You’ll find they’re loaded with about everything else too. The books, the space, and all the people around there looked so good, I just might be back.. @berlspoetry #wavepoetrytour

I rushed through New York with my eyes averted, trying to get to New England—though couldn’t keep from dropping into Berl’s Brooklyn Poetry Shop to get a glimpse of these hardcover cherries. Berl’s is a Wave partner store, so they’re loaded up. You’ll find they’re loaded with about everything else too. The books, the space, and all the people around there looked so good, I just might be back.. @berlspoetry #wavepoetrytour