New Poetry from Monkey Puzzle Press
Attached below: New Poetry from Monkey Puzzle Press! For more info and to read free samples go to www.monkeypuzzleonline.com/press/books/.and now, a very special announcement from Monkey Puzzle Press.New Books Now Available!We're stoked to announce the debut of three new MPP books - now in stock and available for purchase: The Aftermath, etc. by Get in the car, HelenHere's what people are saying about it: “In The Aftermath, etc. poet Rob Geisen (writing as Get in the car, Helen) mounts an astoundingly affectionate all-out assault on heterosexual male grief and loss and does so in a way that draws upon an array of comedic surreal phanopoetic vernacular traditions. Ampe...Read more
Burnt Toast Readings Move To Speakeasy!
1. Eulogy For The Wed Night Poetry/Open Mics at The Burnt Toast December 23, 2009, bore witness to the last Baobob Tree Press/Illiterate Magazine Open Mic hosted by Olatundji and myself that will ever take place in the rest of the history of everything at the Burnt Toast. They’ve sold the place. We did not discover that they’d done this until we showed up to run the reading that night, otherwise we would’ve spread the word and thrown the series the big swan’s song going away bash that it deserves. That said, we’d like to thank the owners of the Toast for having us there for the past couple years and everyone who&rsq...Read more
Monkey Puzzle #8 Available Now!
Available now. The best Monkey Puzzle ever! Edited by Nate Jordon, Travis Cebula, and Michael D. Edwards. Featuring poetry and prose from John Allen Cassady, Emily Owens, Jonathan Montgomery, Olatundji Akpo-sani, Nancy Stohlman, Megan Burns, Get in the car, Helen and multiple others...the list goes on. Makes a great Christmas present. Available in classic book form or available as a digital download. Go to www.monkeypuzzleonline.com for full details. I love this book. I suggest you check it out.and also, as always,iloveyou, Rob...Read more
Burnt Toast Open Mic on the Web
Welcome back to the weekly Poetry blog! I know it’s been a couple weeks since the last weekly Poetry blog was posted, but you know, specific things came up and I became distraught and shit like that. But I’m much better now! Or at least I’m a little better. Or maybe I’m not any better at all, but at least it’s now. At least that much of the sentence was truthful. I’m much better now. So let the Poetry blogging resume… As you may or may not know, Illiterate Magazine (along with Baobob Tree Press) runs a weekly Poetry/Open Mic every Wednesday night at the Burnt Toast in Boulder (on the Hill, across the street from The Sink).&n...Read more
Wed Night Open Mic Now Beamed to Monkeys In Space!
If you missed the Illiterate/Baobob Tree Press Poetry/Open Mic last week--or you were there and have found yourself waking up in a cold sweat post-then wishing that you could listen to the entire thing over and over again—well fear not you sweaty Illiterates! Because Bradley Micheal Albus has recorded the entire thing and posted it to the inter-web. Just click on the link below and you’ll be transported back in time, to a simpler place known as September 23 at the Burnt Toast—a place predating Roman Polanski’s Swiss incarceration and Bill Clinton’s Sunday morning appearance on Meet The Press. It was a magical time, filled with words, music, friendly collabor...Read more
He's Like The Wind now, literally
Nobody puts Baby in a corner, except DEATH! The plan this week was to post my review of Jonathan Montgomery’s new book of poetry, Taxi’s and Shit (Monkey Puzzle Press). But while driving to work this morning I heard the news: Patrick Swayze, is dead—which despite Marcus’ ‘second rate Travolta’ early a.m. Facebook’d pleadings to the contrary, changes things a bit. So the book review will have to wait until next week. Being the 1980’s poster boy poetry prophet that Jonathan is, I’m sure he’ll understand. In fact, it’s safe to say he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. Your can’t make a Nostalg...Read more
30 Things That Probably Killed My Next Door Neighbors
I’m Pretty Sure My Neighbors Have Been Butchered To Death Exquisite Corpse Paranoia is recession proof. The past several months seem to have been left beaten with its left eye swelled shut in a small salad-bowl-shaped room and churned into something resembling a sex-zombie-filled nightmare complete with total collapse, chaotic redemption, exploding volcanoes, prehistoric sharks that eat airplanes, pant-less underwear dwarves, some bits and pieces I heard today about Sarah Palin’s ex-almost-son-in-law wanting to be an actor-slash-model, wildfires, the death of Ted Kennedy, and fog. What just happened? It’s all a crystal clear blur. I can remember going to work. Read...Read more
Saul Williams: popular poet.
The poetry of New York artist Saul Williams adds both the complex and humorous to the art of the spoken word. Saul is unique not only in the methods of his voice, but also in his embrace of the spoken forms of poetry as a participant in one of, if not the oldest, literary art forms. Williams can deliver both the dramatic and ground shaking, making his messages heard while simultaneously experimenting with the emotional ranges of his audience. Saul Williams twists the originally found, and turns it into a beauty that has not been witnessed before by many here are two links to some of his most Quality work: "said the shotgun...Read more
Taxis And Shit Book Release
Jonathan Montgomery has just published a new book of poetry. Which is just an un-fancy way of saying (shouted while standing on a chair in the middle of the Burnt Toast Jonathan Montgomery style) ALL HAIL THIS METERED EXISTENCE! HUMAN BEINGS IN YELLOW T-SHIRTS! THESE GLORIOUS TAXIS! THROUGH ALL THIS, POETRY AND ALSO ALL POP MUSIC REFERNCE HAS ONCE AGAIN REDEAMED ITSELF! LONG LIVE THE ELECTRONIC SYNTHESIZER OF ANALOG FUCK! ENJOY THE PARADE AND SUPRISE! AND ALSO P.S., HOORAY! or something like that. If I had one poet per finger for each of my top 5 favorite poets performing today, Jonathan Montgomery would belong to that hand. If David Bowie fucked Ted Berrigan and ...Read more
Covert Collaborations
About a month ago my neighbor graduated from CU, got a job in Denver, and moved away. His lease wasn’t up yet so he sublet his place to some random duchebags he found on Craig’s List. I won’t go into any specifics as to their asshole-ee-ness or what may or may not have happened to them in their childhood that turned them into such insensitive dumb-ass ignorant loud as shit disrespectful date-raping punks. We don’t have time for that here. What I will say is that 1. They’re gone now, so fuck ‘em and 2. Before they left they said a lot of dumb shit while stumbling around in their back yard, some of which, while sitting on my deck in the dark unbekn...Read more