Updater-hater

Hey kiddos. Just wanted to let you know that my blogging activities may be limited for a bit here because some jerks broke into my apartment and stole my, and my roommates cool techno bits (computer, camera, ipod. I would also like you to know that I have many plans for this blog and for myself so I'll be letting you know about all of that soon. Please stay tuned.

As an aside, I'd like to say that both the English and French words for break-in are oddly beautiful and great to say. They are: burglary and cambriolage.

p.s. Air Guitar 2 is in the making, though also slowed by the above, but not stalled out.

Just the Thing- Selected Letters of James Schuyler 1951-1991

Oh my good goddamn, I'm pretty sure James Schuyler is/was my soul mate. I take comfort in the fact that when this peach of a man died, God sprinkled little bits of him over Maxwell Heller's little boy head and he grew up to be a beautiful poet with a beastly little soul. Maybe God sprinkled some on my head too? Pretty please?

I opened the book and turned to this:

To John Button and Frank O'hara
South Hampton, New York Summer, 1956

Dear "John" and "Frank,"

(Or shouldn't I call you by your camp names in a letter?)
I loved your antiphonal psalm--it was like getting a jeweler's box with a sparrow in it that had been fucked to death by John Simon (now explain that to John, Frank). So I thought I'd let Schiz and Oid, the two halves of my personality, collaborate and bake you both a plate of my favorite cakes. ("Take one krater of goat piss and crumble in it enough camel dung to make a workable paste. Pat into cakes and put aside to rest. When an iridescent sheen like that in the eye of a peacock feather appears, bake the cakes in a fast oven, garnish with rabbit berries and serve hot in a napkin. These tasty morsels are the Quiffquiff spoken so highly by Lawrence of Arabia...")
My, we really are just like the Bronte sisters...

A M A Z I N G. Expect more delicious tidbits.

Also, my political dream

This may be as political as it gets for Miss Boldt:

I'm hanging out with some folks in some place wearing one of those long XL black metal kid t-shirts with a big picture of Marilyn Manson on it (å la Mechanical Animals) and talking to Obama. Obama is also wearing one of these shirts but his has some generic anime drawing on it and the drawing is animated so these anime girls are leaping around in swirling galaxies on his chest while we talk like we're 13 and standing around in the hallway between classes. Obama is totally my friend.

That's not an official endorsement, don't go alerting the media just yet.

Poeting with the Poets

Oh, fun times with the poets last night. Delicious ravioli with A.W.s and B.B. Thank you to them for that and for introducing me to Zukofsky's "A" and the Zukofskys "Catalus". I am planning a trip back to those books soon. SPT reading was really good: Bhanu Kapil and Dodie Bellamy were very well matched and in tune with one another. They both tailored their readings to the night which is such a good idea. D.B.'s raunch and candor always wakes me up and affirms the oddness and ridiculous humanness of things. I was mesmerized by B.K.'s voice and her parade of twisted up beauties. Very very nice. Then reminiscing over Olympia with M.N., drinks at the bar, shooting the shit, 3 count 'em 3 stink bombs! discussion of Metal with three male poets, dancing and air guitar/drums to juke box jams. Thanks to all for fun times. So glad to be your friend.

Color Sandwich Project

Check out the first in a series of color sandwich poems and images by Robert Wodzinski and I. http://openorganone.blogspot.com/. More to come.

Collapsible Poetics Theater at SPT 12/07/07

Here's a belated posting of photos from Collapsible Poetics Theater at Small Press Traffic (CPT @ SPT) performed December, 7th 2007. Alas, I don't have photos of the first piece featured that night, "Cordoned" because I was in it but I believe Stephanie Young may have some. These are photos of the piece called "Clock, Deck and Movement". CPT is the brainchild of Rodrigo Toscano. He had a great website for it at one point but I'm not sure what became of it. Maxwell Heller acts as Contact Zone Coordinator. The performers/entities in "Clock, Deck and Movement" were Maxwell Heller, Rodrigo Toscano, Stephanie Young, Alli Warren and Suzanne Stein and it was written and directed by Rodrigo.

James Schuyler

*New/Old Poems by Mr. James Schuyler*
available at http://www.sienese-shredder.com/2/schuyler.html

Here's one...

SWEET ROUMANIAN TONGUE

Drew down the curse of heaven on her umbrella
furled and smelling of wet cigarettes,
Jo ran off in rain one pitchy night,
one bloody a.m. found her staring, snoring.
“Why do we all stay up so late?” Jo queried.
“Though I don’t stay up so late as my friends.”
She tripped the little bomb of wasps.
They got her.
Tears for Jo, four, each perfect, waspish.
A silver tongue and piss blond hair
decants a funeral oblation for the mouse.
“She was a rare sight, a winning wonder.
Jo cultivates her toothaches elsewhere.”