a small prose poem for your reading pleasure


(british colonialism & swedish public service radio)

an hour extolling the virtues of the old-school colonial white landowners in zimbabwe (& this is 2009?)

elizabeth williamson has a brief review of david wolach's book alter (ed) on goodreads. i reproduce it here because it's interesting

The two sections of book alter(ed) reproduced here by ungovernable press are startlingly different; the differences reward attention. In the first section, the fire speaks, but this is not T.S. Eliot's epic voice. Anchored both in the material horror of the Tokyo firebombings (depicted on the cover) and in the philosophical problem of the historical events that seem to return to us over and over again, this section plays with the terror of "as if." The work seems to be backing into history, ripping holes in the fabric as it moves in and out of what we think of as our factual experience.

The second section, which draws on excerpts from online pornography, deals far more directly with bodies and their vulnerability (and of course with the book as body). Here Wolach is doing a different kind of inversion, taking language that is firmly anchored in the present (Home Depot, foreclosures, etc.), but shifted slightly out of our normal range of perception, as in lines like this: "His hands ran up the left side of my life." Together the two sections are deeply intimate, but also--and importantly--unsettling.

will
you walk
with me in

to this thunder
storm? clearing
the

air
of silence
adjusting the nothing

so it may
run with
interesting

interruptions
the axe
came down, blood

all around. that
woke me
up

shall
we go
then or have

you something better
to execute?
like

maybe
a movement
swinging an axe?



& this is where the axe came from

three poems each by jason bredle & jean vengua & two by adam fieled at pfs post

david wolach blogs

i occasionally play with poems on twitter

a grand new issue of blazevox i'm still swimming around in

Mothers, Daughters & Nightbirds by Martine Bellen new from beard of bees

the haiku foundation

this is really stupid behaviour from an irish writers festival. thanks anny for posting it

on a brighter note. yes, another ungovernable book for your reading pleasure

book alter (ed) by David Wolach

of course there's a political element to writing & publishing poetry (more so than prose) & to the name of my little press, but these activities are not yet considered acts of terrorism

usama kassir was found guilty. he now faces a probable life sentence. the main witness for the prosecution was a man who had previously been sentenced to 30 or so years for terrorist crimes. he had been promised a reduced sentence if he helped get usama kassir convicted

why do these "terrorist trials" remind me so much of the medieval witch trials?

ungovernable press is happy to announce its first collection of visual poetry. & its first collaboration

riot wrong by Diana Magallón & Jeff Crouch

it turned out the file was too large to be uploaded to my free weebly site. so those of you thinking of submitting visual work, please keep the files under 5 MB

you may also want to check out ungovernable poet paul siegell with six poems in pfs post today

rene engström. see for yourselves

my pieces of lanzarote are now up at pfs post along with four lovely poems by k. silem mohammad. we are part of the quite amazing spring line-up adam has pulled together

a new issue of otoliths with lots of great work & a cover by editor mark young

& i forgot to mention the latest issue of ars interpres has some of its content online