Many thanks to Spokane Public Radio for asking me to read from Book of Exodus to help promote this year’s Get Lit! Festival in Spokane. Here’s a link to an archived recording of the show, where you’ll also hear Maya Jewell Zeller, Bruce Holbert, and Brooke Matson.
And check out the Get Lit! lineup if you’re in Spokane! Here’s what I’ll be participating in:
- Tuesday, April 24, 7 p.m., Starstruck reading and book release at Spark Central
- Friday, April 27, 9:30 a.m., panel on the intersection between poetry and art, at Spokane Falls Community College
- Sunday, April 29, 4:30 p.m., EWU Alumni Reading at Barrister Winery
Many thanks to A Bad Penny Review for publishing this series of erasure poems I made using text from U.S. Rep. Cathy McMorris Rodgers.
Verse Daily featured “Beast Body,” from Book of Exodus, as its poem of the day on Nov. 26. Click here to read it. Thanks, Verse Daily!
Thank you to Matter and The Laurel Review for featuring my work online. You can read the poems here and here.
I’ve been thinking a lot about this poem published in the latest issue of Redivider. I wrote it more than a year ago, but it feels particularly ominous now.
After reading this New York Daily News article about Tilda Swinton’s recent exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art, I wrote this poem.
Just Like the Movies
The famous sleep more artfully
than the rest of us, with their shoes on,
in unrumpled denim. Tilda Swinton’s shirt
stays tucked, her face a pleasant dream-smile
as patrons to the Museum of Modern Art
cluster around her glass enclosure, watching
her chest rise and fall. Materials include
water jug, linen, and spectacles. Spectacle. How
did she get in there? The element of uncertainty
is key to the work itself, museum staff told
the New York Daily News. No one knows
until the day she’s coming that she’ll be there,
centerpiece of an exhibit she’s titled “The Maybe.”
Maybe an empty mattress. Maybe (she is, after
all, an actress) not really asleep. Just lying there,
breathing in our praise and amazement that
someone famous would box herself in glass
so we can see her when she (as far
as we know) can’t see us.