If you're going to be in Seattle anytime soon, and if you love the same kind of stuff I love, you should visit this new bookstore owned by Summer Robinson called Pilot Books. Small press and poetry books. I'll be reading there this fall. And if you watch this video you can see some Octopus Books (Eric's and Julie's) on the display wall.

O Portland Bike Fest

(last photo courtesy of EKF)

Pre-Order is the New Order

Scary, No Scary (hardcover limited edition)

I'm teaching a summer film class at Portland State called Cold War Hysteria Films that I designed after a class I took at once from Dr. Gwen Foster at the University of Nebraska. Here is the list of films we're going to watch: 

The Red Menace (1949)

The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)

The Whip Hand (1952)

My Son, John (1952)

War of the Worlds (1953)

I Led Three Lives (1953-56, TV Series)

Them! (1954)

Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)

The Incredible Shrinking Man (1957)

A Day Called X (1957)

No Down Payment (1957)

Attack of the 50ft Woman (1958)

North by Northwest (1959)

Red Nightmare (1962)

Panic in Year Zero (1962)

Last Man on Earth (1964)

Fail-Safe (1964)

Dr. Strangelove (1964)

Any suggestions?

 

Have you been following PressPressPress? There are some pretty good summer chapbook sales going on at Cannibal Books and Greying Ghost. 

I have some translations of Andrei Sen-Senkov's poems over in the new Harp & Altar. 

In Omaha, riding in the 'Stang.

3 things I want to tell you:

(1) At Powell's Bookstore yesterday there was a little girl who climbed all the way to the top of this ladder employees use to shelve books up high. She was standing there on the top rung and it looked dangerous. The mother spanked her and said, "You do not climb on other people's ladders." I thought maybe she was missing the point. (2) I think I may be becoming addicted to Q-tips. (3) My vehicle reached 111,111 miles on the odometer on my way to class this morning. I watched it happen. There it was, for a whole minute or so, just all ones. 

Happy 2oth Birthday, Sister.

EKF has a poem in the Oregonian, which will be read by every body in Oregon except inner city Portland hipsters. 

Tuned Droves got some attention over at Oranges and Sardines. 

I just sent off the third draft of my Ph.D. comp exams to my readers. Here are the titles of my two essays: "The Real Phantom Limb: The Poetics of Absence in the Surrealism of Breton, Reverdy, and Eluard" and "Virtually Sincere: Flarf, the New Sincerity, and the Post-avant"

记住。

Today I will finish up this latest draft of my Ph.D. Comprehensive exams. I will buy a present/card for my sister and send it to her in the mail so that it arrives in time for her birthday. She will turn 20. I am now 32. I had a dream last night about Mathias. He was in the pain zone but I was too busy saving cats in the closet. I have to grade my students' portfolios this weekend. I have to grade my other students' film analyses this weekend. I have been writing a very long prose poem lately. I have a painting in my head that I want to paint and maybe I will do that next week after I get my grading done. Last night EKF and I went on a walk to get ice cream but we ended up getting tacos instead. It was sunny out for a while but now it is cloudy. I have been reading about 5-10 poetry manuscripts (which were submitted to Octopus Books) every night before I go to bed. Today I will both take a shower and eat cheap sushi for lunch, but not at the same time. Sometimes I feel a little like that picture at the top of this post, like now.