Friday, February 20, 2009

Star-Spangled Banter Revisited

Just found out today that one of my chapbooks is being listed on a new online bookstore at Unlikely 2.0. This is what is written about the chapbook: available for sale to the less masochistic or those otherwise disinclined to read chapbooks on a computer screen. Star-Spangled Banter is an extroverted passage into the psychological and spiritual American Self; a discussion of boredom, lust, greed, fury, self-righteousness, and other peaceful motives in wartime. Laid out in a wild, spiraling projective verse, Star-Spangled Banter is a controlled and organized wail, a study of the agony of the destructive nature in every nation's soul. It's twenty-eight pages, and we sell it for $5. The cover art by Nancy Victoria Davis originally appeared in Unlikely's July 4th Issue, 2004.
While you're shelling out the ducets for this one, and I know poetry is high on your list of necessities during these times, you might as well order Beijing Background, located on your left in the sidebar...

Look for a new chapbook from yours truly on Plan B Press this spring! Until next we sing...

Monday, February 09, 2009

San Francisco's Chinese New Year Parade

Angela, Vito and two of our FSUSD bowling mates, Crystal and Nic, rode BART into San Francisco on Saturday. We arrived in the city at around 3PM, and the streets in the Financial District were deserted. It appeared that nothing special whatsoever would occur, but as we moved closer to China Town, we began to notice preparations for the parade: police gates along the sidewalks blocking off alleyways and side streets, bleachers, people sitting in chairs along the sidewalks, clusters of tourists standing around.

Angela had read about a street fair, and we wanted to wander through that prior to sitting down for a bite to eat before the parade. While we were approaching the R & G Lounge, the sounds of a drummer and a number of cymbal-beaters rained down on us, and raised our level of excitement considerably. We had found the action.

It's hard to believe that I lived in the city for thirteen years and never once thought about catching the Chinese New Year Parade. Better than I had expected, it was more than two hours long and, as Vito dictated our maneuvers to a certain degree, we had to leave before the festivities ended.

Anyway, enough preamble. Here is one of the highlights of the evening:

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Realia 3

Find the latest installment in our irregularly appearing series of La Princi's photos with poetry by yours truly...

there's a symmetry in our approach
in our nearness or distance

in air-conditioning Hong Kong
air thick and humid

trace patterns in chiaroscuro
wall window wire washcloth

whether we were welcome
to enter and eat tofu

there were more than two of us
contemplating corrugation

warehouse without virtue
we burn incense

stare too long at the window
on the upper floor

where something passed
our ghosts left us