Prompt-o-ramma

Good People,

Playing around with Stumbleupon today and hit this website. It has nine billion things to try as far as writing prompts go.

http://www.languageisavirus.com/

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Happy Holidays and hopes to hear from peoples soon!!

Todd

Group Poem and Beginning Feedback

So here is the group poem we all wrote wed. after the last workshop-- in case you were interested in viewing it under more ummm... aware circumstances. Also, like Stevie has already done (Go Stevie!), I strongly encourage you all to post a poem on the blog once in awhile, so we can get some feedback started. You can e-mail feedback rather than directly posting it if that makes you feel more comfortable.
Hope everyone is enjoying their break!

A Last Workshop

Pile of man or boss sincerity
cut man, lamp man, wiley man,
80's movies taste like cherry coke
move about cut the flake
of marshmallows.
If I leave now, will the robots get me?
If I feed the dragon of nightmare street corners
will the liver of Prometheus
hunt me into the next railed romance.
Back to pressure on the cheekbones and the brow
I'm not talking about a headache.
Green is envy, your horn is also green.
I bring nothing to the table.
Control philanthropy, lisp,
the truck of carp in ginger ale
from the bathroom, this rhetoric reappears with
a vengeance
into spilled ink, an octopus turning
into octonut. Don't ask
octopussy willow lowrider redneck
elbow sucker vehemence, a bowel
the volunteers crumbled under
the sales load
this machine love
brain wrinkles
dig this, sucka
inside is folding over
cuckolded series of kiwi stamina
in son
Nixon's last grasp-- a
sexed up leaf blower
overriding all the
napping motha fuckas!

My poem to be workshopped.

Hey guys.

I hope the holiday is treating you well. I even hope you're trying new things--soft shoe, acid, buggary--whatever moves you. Now, I know this may be early, but I just wrote a new poem and I would like to hear some feedback. Please be gentle and accurate or tear me to shit--it's up to you. Oh and happy holidays.



Passiflora Incarnata

I crack me up. You doused
in every flavor I know. Skin,
skin and fingers and a sweater
belt. Exhibit white, purple,
a hen’s egg. Your finger curls
up like a star and I believe
it. Because that’s what stars do.
Beckon and create and
lick the air for liars. Maybe
I think better of this shape.
Or just maybe. You moan
soft sometimes and I
know what it means—pop,
Maypop. This surprise
is forthcoming, told—sugary
substance has inlay. My
thumb is alternate, a steady
holding. You loused
with other common names.
I have glands on my blade.
Jealous for the arrangement.



-Stevie

Tonight's Party Canceled

Hey Poets,

My deepest apologies in canceling tonight's party at my pad.  It

seems I cannot shirk this fever and it would be flat out ridiculous

for me to assume I could fight through it in order to host.  Thanks

in advance for at least having planned on attending, and further

apologies for taking away the David Bowie slot only to return it

to him in the later years, a different style at lash and lock.

Cheers, Flynn

Plans Have Changed and Happy B-Day Flynn

Okay, so we were gonna go to the David Bowie Musical on Saturday, until I found out that it's Flynn's B-Day Party. So cancel Bowie, go to Flynn's (e-mail him or me to get directions).

I've got all the paperwork done, I just have to turn it in. This means next semester we'll have funding and connections with other artist we didn't have before.

Next Friday (12th) a group of us are going to Milwaukee for the Burdock reading at Woodland Pattern (http://www.woodlandpattern.org/). Both Dolly and I will be reading a short poem. Send me a message if you would like to tag along.
BTW: Woodland Pattern = Amazing Bookstore.

Last thing: I know a lot of people will be around Chicago during break and a lot of them wanted a weekly workshop. Please let me know what day/ time will work best for you so we can get this workshop going (and organize a reading for January).

Oh, and fill in anyone about the Poet's Collective who doesn't know already.