Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Publication Fair in Portland, 12/20/09

[poster by omfgco]

I'm very excited to be participating in this event for small and smaller publishers in Portland. I'll have a table with issues of Peaches and Bats (including brand new number 5!), plus some items from the Airfoil chapbook series, and possibly some issues of David Abel's Envelope series of free broadsheets. 

Here's the info: 

Please come to the Publication Fair this Sunday, 11am-6pm at The Cleaners at the Ace Hotel (SW Stark between 10th + 11th).  See the best in books, magazines, and printed matter from your favorite PDX printers, publishers, and publication vendors. Enjoy popcorn balls and hot cider. Take part in free public info sessions about the ins & outs of future publication. Buy great books!  

Among the participants:

Ace Hotel / Ampersand / Container Corps / Cooley Gallery / Dill Pickle Club / EM-SPACE / fourteen30 Contemporary / Hawthorne Books / IPRC / Mark Searcy / Marriage Publishing House / Publication Studio / Octopus Books / Official Manufacturing Co. / Ooligan Press / Peaches + Bats / PICA / Pinball Publishing / Reading Frenzy / Red 76 / Stand Up Comedy

For more information visit: http://www.publicationstudio.biz/events/

Friday, December 11, 2009

marathon reading of THE CRYSTAL TEXT, 12/19/09

[poster by Sam Lohmann and James Yeary]

Saturday, December 19
from noon till quits (around 5?)
Spare Room presents
a marathon reading of Clark Coolidge's book-length poem

The Crystal Text

at The Waypost
3120 N. Williams Ave.

free--come or go at will

The readers will be: David Abel, Meredith Blankinship, Joseph Bradshaw, Jen Burris, Allison Cobb, Jen Coleman, Endi Hartigan, Patrick Hartigan, Rodney Koeneke, Maryrose Larkin, Sam Lohmann, Jesse Morse, Mark Owens, and James Yeary.


Is this the only way I can now speak, arms
on a board to a dumb stone? The silence
of written words is perhaps correct for this
connection. An off-note to think of oneself
shouting against wall of crystal. Better to breathe
on it, dampening and misting its striations. Best
to be writing (whatever?) here in this book
in its presence. The window glass is but a 
gross imitation of the crystal, as speech is of poetry.
As a closed book is the strength of a hand
brought to a perfection. Poetry is the closed voice?
--The Crystal Text