I’m not sure what a “Boog City” is because I’m lame, but I’m in The Portable Boog Reader 4 w/some heroes.
I represent as a “DC Poet” on the same page as Buck Downs, Lynne Dreyer, and Wade. Oh proximity.
Print at link above or go to Bridge Street Books at the end of the month to pick up a copy (and support BSB).
Also, let’s both read up on this branch of the Poetry Project at St. Mark’s. Our knowledge is, apparently, incomplete.
Thanks to HTML Giant for featuring stuff from my new desperate for a title project. I wrote most of it in bed. Suggestions welcome.
Check out Danika’s poem, which I adore, here.
She kicked off Sunday Service. Giant will be featuring a poem every Sunday. Good reason to go. Particularly since readers aren’t afraid to say what they think of the poem. See comments on Danika’s. Whatever discussion this poem creates will probably be more useful than the poem. I hope the poem is useless.
This video is hypnotic. Not just because it involves citizen Parsons and an intersection in the city I’m very familiar with, but because it’s a sort of mock-epic ballet of control–control of a public space and people in space, control of the self. But maybe not mock– I suppose there will be consequences. One can see Officer Baylor struggling to retain some sort of dignity as he continues to perform authority on the stage of the street, in front of the crowd. His face reads restrained panic at the same time; he knows he has inaugurated a sequence of events which will have negative professional consequences. Still, the roads must be kept safe, citizens on the sidewalks, given the necessary information about what conduct is orderly and what is not.
Oh DC! U St. This sums you up–
I love you anyway…
Favorite quote: “You guys just ruin everyone’s fun–that’s what a police state is.”
JOE HALL 