rj equality: selfie as margaret trying on new Shoes mid-nebraska

selfiesinink:

yesterday I swizzled Margaret
something mean & midwestern
I let her catch dust
I let anything happen on Tuesdays
with icicles & wild ire
dialogues in an open hand
catch me some metric symmetry
some gasoline drops out of the ear
but the oracles read our future
in her frets: let’s spend less
time being ourselves
& more time being each other
the fireflies do their thing
at night Margaret does better
 
 
for Margaret Thatcher (2008-2012)

Margaret selfie xoxo

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omnidawn:

Come see RJ Ingram, Mary Cisper, Norma Cole, Candy Shue, Cassandra Dallett and Julia Vinograd on November 25th at The Sports Basement in SF!

Norma Cole’s books Win These Posters and Other Unrelated Prizes Inside and To Be at Music are available from Omnidawn. RJ Ingram is Omnidawn’s social media editor. 

See you there!

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thedollhousereads:

Get ready, everyone, for The Dollhouse Reading Series #28. And make sure you RSVP!

thedollhousereads:

Get ready, everyone, for The Dollhouse Reading Series #28. And make sure you RSVP!

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: rj equality: advice to other people

selfiesinink:

image

got caught up in these last three afternoons
listening to children talk about space
& times when poems feel like the only planets
worth looking at or stepping on
i’m guilty of it too ambivalence in the mouth
sticking out like a sucker in the rain
keep your eyes at the level of their…

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selfieswithmycat:

RJ, Michael, and Brenda!

Brenda is so internet-famous among poets & dancers. 

selfieswithmycat:

RJ, Michael, and Brenda!

Brenda is so internet-famous among poets & dancers. 

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buttonpoetry:

Our sixth chapbook finalist is CAITLIN SCARANO, for her manuscript, And Death Was Belittled. Check out and share a poem from the manuscript, above!

Caitlin Scarano is originally from southern Virginia but now lives in interior Alaska, where she is a poet in the University of Alaska Fairbanks MFA program and the editor-in-chief of Permafrost.

Yay for Caitlin & her chapbook manuscript And Death Was Belittled for being a finalist in this year’s Exploding Pinecone Chapbook Contest! 

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chris emslie: selfie at 15th & mcfarland

selfiesinink:

image

Whoever said direct
sunlight was flattering

or coined the term
hot mess

never saw you
in 90% humidity

your ugly red limbs
offered freely & in song

Tell me again
how you love

Alabama boys
lifting their shirts

to wipe the glitter
off their faces

If a chaste life
means going barefoot

across the wet tar
keep on talking about love

the way an ocean talks
about fire

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rj equality: bathroom selfie at twenty-three

selfiesinink:

image

Daedalus combs the bay
for the shape of his dead son
he finds a wooden hand
grasping a sand dollar
I am his monster
Monsanto with my fingers
in everyone’s drinks at the party
I cruise the back of the bar
for someone we might know
or someone to fuck us
the bathroom lights wave to us
our fingers on the shutters
I am the rip in the skies
the day Daedalus returned to the lathe

[ / … … … … ]

How can I write poetry? my father loves me

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH (sonnet) REFRAIN

entry 1

 

M. A. Vizsolyi’s THE LAP WITH WINGS (Harper Perennial, National Poetry Series)

I love this book. I read these sonnets as literary tattoos, not on the skin, but rather on the intimate encounters we have on a daily basis. In short, Vizsolyi’s appreciation to communicate passion & desire drives the poems from a local to a collection universal meditations. The poem below exemplifies Vizsolyi’s ability to contort language through the image, blurring the lines between rhetoric & what happens.

 

[i imagine the knocking of your hooves]

i imagine the knocking of your hooves

heavy keeping the clouds because

it got warm all of a sudden six birds

all at once crashing into the side of

the shed i was frightened they flew back

into the air & all at once again into

the side of the shed you sat in wearing

furry slippers & they were just sparrows i

said to myself & let it all happen i had to

keep you there so i could tell you

about the cat with a wooden leg who

ran out of the house to save

your life the seventh knock on

the wall was hers the dead are not lonely

 

PROMPT

Write a small dramatic monologue like Vizsolyi’s & try not to differentiate between the interlocutors & what happens in the poem. For an extra challenge, embrace these constraints:

14 lines

only use the word “you” once in the first six lines

only use the word “i” once in the last five lines

include a reference to a dream, a primary number, a species of bird, & the phrase “so i could tell you” 

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH (SONNET) REPRISE

I’m spending August reading, writing, & talking about sonnets. I’ll be keeping track of favorite sonnets & trying to make up writing exercises based on them. Follow me on tumblr/facebook/twitter for details. Feel free to email me favorite sonnets or writing suggestions at rjequality@gmail.com.

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