poets are concerned with language, semiosis, and meaning. your relationship will be largely defined with how you communicate to each other, through both verbal and non-verbal cues. a poet will find some significance in nearly everything you say or do.
Benjamin Laird and Oscar Schwartz are launching a website that will act as a Turing test for poetry. You, the judge, have to guess whether the poem you’re reading is written by a human or by a computer.
What is a Turing test? In 1954, Alan Turing devised the…
Fast and working to satisfy the people’s needs, to the system of ownership anything carried out under the influence of Thenailomen will merely maintain the separation of the immediate impulse. Since it is not linked with revolutionizing the watery night, Thenailomen is the most…
i mean i’m not a famous poet but this is a question that interests me
so i’m just going to fire off a lot of thoughts
when me and justin started talking abt poetry w/ each other we were always interested in fame to a small extent, i remember having a conversation w/ him abt ‘name dropping’ and how it’s easier for a group of writers to become famous than an individual writer
i feel like i can go to any city in america and set up a reading, which is cool, and i definitely didn’t feel like i could do that a few years ago, maybe even more recently than that, and i guess it speaks to how fame in the poetry world is just like, networking essentially
i know some famous poets, i have interacted w/ them personally, they are cool w/ me and i am cool w/ them
i guess i’m sorta famous in nebraska, a lot of ppl who are interested in poetry around here know who i am, and i’ve even had some fuckin ‘haters’ that have arisen locally, who have done things like talked shit on my readings & videos & poems
i think being a part of a small intense community is way cooler than being really well known, not that the two are mutually exclusive? but maybe they are… i’m thinking abt this quote in the book abt darby crash/the germs that i read, that said that all the good shit that has happened in art has happened in a small vacuum that wasn’t getting any outside attn for an extended period of time
i feel incredibly stupid writing abt this shit?
sometimes when i think abt alt lit, i feel like there is already a really great book to be written, like all these young people jostling getting fucked up and entering into very real relationships w/ each other, but w/in the framework of like a strange silently agreed upon system that mimics the culture of fame and celebrity, and how the disconnect there, between something happening that is very personal to everyone involved being shaped by our larger fucked culture, created this strange tornado of weirdness,… basically what i’m thinking of is an oral history type of deal in the vein of plz kill me, and it could basically already exist if someone was enterprising enough to get interviews w/ all of the key players and put the legwork into developing a coherent timeline of irl events, online events, shit like that, also there is a ton of information that exists digitally, like a digital trail of interactions and accounts, idk it’s all very interesting, idk if anyone w/in alt lit is capable of doing this justice tho, feel like some sort of profeshish journo could really do some interesting shit
one thing that i’ve noted in previous attempts at trying to answer this question is i always assumed my friend kyle would become famous, like i figured he would be a famous poet by now, but that hasn’t happened, in fact he is less famous than even i am, and i am not famous
i feel like amanda will be definitively more famous than me in the next year or three
i had some other thought related to fame and my friends but i forgot it
my boss is a famous poet, he has an international following, i think he is legit famous in jamaica, but i don’t know exactly, but more than famous he has a lot of institutional muscle behind him, which is of course vastly more valuable than ‘fame’, like you look at steve r, who is famous enough to be talked shit on by motherfuckers on the internet all week, he is quite famous, but my boss commands more $$$ in a month than steve has prob generated his entire career thus far, but this ties into the thing i was writing abt up post re: alt lit, which is like, it mimics the culture of fame and celebrity, but there is no infrastructure that extracts $$$ from it, so it’s like, this very strange thing, where fame can exist without the trappings of fame, but the trappings of fame have historically been what defined fame, so the whole concept of fame is being warped hugely and it’s happening at an incredibly rapid rate
all this is basically me saying like TECHNOLOGY IS CRAZY MAN but w/ way more words
i had a convo w/ a friend of mine awhile back, she asked me if i wanted to be famous, and i said i didn’t, because if yr famous, yr like famous for a year, then yr no longer famous, or yr famous for five years, then yr no longer famous, but like, almost nobody is famous for a long time, so to want to be famous is pointless, because you are just wanting badly for something that will end
but i also talked to her about wanting to be a successful artist, ie having a publisher and deriving an income from my writing, and she talked to me about how she has a record deal and all that has done is validate her in the eyes of few while putting her band in a precarious financial position where they are now indebted to a label that wanted to float them some $$$ in exchange for them working their fucking ass off dedicating their entire existence to becoming famous, which seems fucked
i think there is this weird tenacity that is required to want to become famous, i’m honestly kind of distrustful of ppl who seem driven by it, i have yet to be convinced that it is a worthwhile endeavor to pursue
In a recent article published by the Fanzine, Safy-Hallan Farah, a writer and online acquaintance of mine, has criticized me and the Alt Lit community for perpetuating underrepresentation of writers of color, women, and LGBTQ writers. I take this accusation very seriously, and I regret that she…
The Banquet Reading Series is right in time for the holidays. People tend to get their fill during the holiday season. Keeping up with that lovely tradition are the wonderful intrepid trio of Joshua Kleinburg, Alexis Pope, and Dana Jaye. By merging their literary prowess together they become a literary Voltron. Some might have thought that a ‘Three Musketeers’ reference would have been more apt, perhaps more timeless, but Beach Sloth is really into the early Transformers, before they sold their souls to Michael Bay, assuming anthropomorphic robots possessed souls in the first place.
Fortunately none of that matters for the reading. On December 7th at 7:30 PM at the Pine Box Rock Shop, a wonderful place to buy petrified Pine Rock, the following readers shall be performing. Will faces be rocked off? Will attendees be able to successfully navigate the L train to the Morgan L stop? Will the L train even be running or will it finally give up and tell passengers to ‘fuck off’ and take the dreaded bus?
Mike Bushnell is the man with the plan. He works hard at working hard. Anybody who has witnessed him firsthand has been in awe of his tremendous levels of energy. Fortunately his energy translates well into his books. 2014 will be a big year for him with a new collection ‘OHSO’ out on Scrambler Books, in time for Valentine’s Day.
Natalie Eilbert has appeared in drunken boats. Obviously she is quite familiar with the ancient New York rite of passage ‘The Booze Cruise’. Besides rocking out with some of the hottest journals of the 80s, 90s, and the vacant space known as today, she has a chapbook coming out also in 2014. Indeed 2014 will be quite the year.
Amy King expresses the jagged life. Unfortunately she has not heard of the sandpaper life, which can help smooth out the jagged edges of modern life. The ancient life was far easier. Sadly there is no such thing as time travel yet, hence the need for people to try to keep up with their busy lives. Various animals rebel against this busyness, most notably the sloth that is against every form of fast moment.
Rob Ostrom knows quite a bit about the youngest butcher in Illinois. His biography of the youngest butcher in Illinois was considered ill-timed, considering the fact that the youngest butcher was only 12 years old and had become a strict vegan. Since then Rob Ostrom relocated to Queens where he is looking for someone considerably older to profile.
Christie Ann Reynolds will dominate everyone’s face. She teaches science to younger generations. In her spare time she wins awards for her poetry. Overall highly successful she apparently has quite a bit of patience. Teaching students in Middle School anything is a mean feat since those middle school students are downright vicious. Beach Sloth knows. Beach Sloth used to be one of those Middle School brats.
Thus the evening is set. Does this make Bushwick more relevant than it already was? Probably does. Hopefully this is simply the beginning in what is bound to be an ongoing brilliant series.