Skirting the edge of meaning
and becoming skirt-mad in the process
avoid alliteration at all cost
a literate response
to existence is the best revenge
co-existing with the unintelligent
coast to coast
and sending off a light-hearted letter to the editor.
I don’t believe in sedatives
I believe in historical crime statistics,
a woman nude in 1920,
and a high noon urinal.
A man was masturbating on an article entitled,
“Investors Gaze Forlornly at Earnings.”
Is nature making inroads on my consciousness.
I hardly ever go to nightclubs
and I’m living with my girlfriend,
it grows on you like a fungus or mutual funds.
Her mottoes at the moment:
Born to be horizontal
Do not disturb
Nudity is not a crime
A woman’s perspective: it isn’t pretty.
I am feeling like a handicapped animal,
an errant interval,
an enervated criminal,
neglected and erect.
to the town and country that I live in.
With a palm tree the embodiment
of the blessing of a priest,
the way his hand is passing through the air.
Video by Jonathan Bry
Satirical improv – 33 minutes
Created on a dark spontaneous night in St. Helena, Calif. (1994)
I was sitting at the bar in a room with high wooden ceilings from the 1920s. There was an elk head on the wall and words were coming out of it: “We barely survive catastrophe every day… the collision of two cells from which you began… unthinkable coupling… we live inside each other’s stories.”
It was speaking in a woman’s voice, that of a ventriloquist who can throw her voice into a dead elk as well as living human heads. The room was full of people. She can throw her voice into a book where it remains mute until someone opens the book and hears a rarified stream of consciousness — in this case, The Faraway Nearby (2013). “I digress because everything is connected….” I have a weakness for that sort of thing, or maybe it’s a strength, depending on your point of view. A spider web is very strong, relatively speaking, as it mimics a condition of intricate connections.
Full Article: http://litseen.com/?p=14877
There was no one sitting in the “poet’s chair” in the poetry room at City Lights, so I did. The room was filling up for Loren Glass, an Associate Professor of English at the University of Iowa. He was there with his new book, COUNTERCULTURE COLOPHON: Grove Press, the Evergreen Review, and the Incorporation of the Avant-Garde.
First of all, what’s a colophon? It is a “finishing stroke, a summit… an inscription placed at the end of a book.” The suggestion here is that Grove Press presided over the end of the avant-garde.
Full Article: http://litseen.com/?p=14718
Steven Gray – vocals / guitar
Jeff Breeh – bass
John Garcia – lead guitar
Matthew Elliott – drums
Tom Rusconi – keyboards
Steven Gray – Vocals / Guitar at Music on the Mountain 2013.
Steven Gray covers the classic by Arthur Lee and Love. At Casa Ganesh Amphitheater – MoM 2013.