Today I finally got my contributor’s copies from Alligator Juniper, which includes my poem “A Copy of a Copy.”
The poem was part of my thesis project in 2010, titled The Tower, a novel-in-verse set in a post-apocalyptic zombie dreamscape and rife with pop culture references and daddy issues. Poets gotta have those daddy issues.
The 2011 issue of Alligator Juniper looks great, too. Nice layout, glossy paper, and what looks to be a lot of other good work in it. I can’t wait to sink my teeth into it to see what it has to offer. And of course, I can’t hold it against them for being a year late getting the books to me. As the former Managing Editor at the Bellingham Review, I understand that sometimes these things just happen at a student journal. Like anyone else, I just like seeing my name in print!
Anyway, here’s the poem:
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Tagged Alligator Juniper, Bellingham, Bellingham Review, copy of a copy, Creative Writing, poem, poems, Poetry, thesis project, Writing, Zombies
Hi. I haven’t posted in a while. Sorry.
So, I’ve been tutoring this kid for a couple years. The other day I was encouraging my student to do some writing, so I decided to write with him to teach by example and keep from distracting him.
So I asked him to give me a prompt. Now, he has learned that Batman is kinda my favorite, because . . . well, he’s the Goddamn Batman and he runs around Batmanning the hell out of Gotham City. What’s not to like?
My kid though, he’s a Spider-Man fan, so he tell me I have to write an essay about how Batman sucks. Here it is, reproduced in its entirety for your enjoyment (Warning: leave your rational brain out of this, please). Continue reading
Here is a taste of what I’ll be up to now that poetry month is over. Thanks for reading the past month, it’s been fun.
STREET NOISE. A BALCONY. SATURDAY.
the pieces come from different places you know
but right now we’ll just pause on one
and let it breathe
because this one deserves forgiveness.
give four people the same photograph of this street
and ask them to crop the image any way they’d like.
take them and immediately put them in an envelope.
for now we’ll consider this collecting evidence,
but remind me about it later
because it won’t mean anything
until we make it unfamiliar.
Posted in Collaborations, National Poetry Month, Poetry, The Diegesis
Tagged Chas Hoppe, Collaborative Writing, Gold Wake Press, Joshua Young, poem, poems, Poetry, The Diegesis, Writing
We were overdressed
in the shower,
giggling at the blood
stains on our jackets.
*Two hours before
I said you had a choice
to accept the situation
and enjoy yourself
or whine about your hair.
**I spent ten minutes
trying to assign you
of this image, but
I’ll just accept it
and say thank you.
We’ll leave it at this for now
and what it looks like tomorrow
after we’ve got a little sleep
behind these screen-burned eyes.
I’m thinking about empty threats
and how many times I’d have to use them
as we surveyed the northern border
thirty-three feet at a time
just because some king felt
like drawing a line.
Speaking of lines, I read a poem
on some website today, found it
thanks to StumbleUpon.
There were three on the page,
I dug the first one and got bored
But that’s beside the point,
which was the comments section
and some guy lambasting the poet
for writing banal sentences
with arbitrary line
breaks and calling them sentences.
It’ll be days before I can get that comment out of my head.
“Days Without a Serious Accident”
on Highway 2
sign stood at 3 today.
gave a witness report
to some ridiculous
a car going the second way
on a one way street.
This was all at dinner,
while we contemplated
silverware in a soda
and farting out our mouths.
Posted in National Poetry Month, Poetry, The Diegesis, Writing
Tagged Chas Hoppe, Gold Wake Press, Joshua Young, poem, poems, Poetry, The Diegesis, Writing