This person named Ally wrote some nice criticism's about The Tornado is Not a Surrealist on her blog, found here & here. Basically I think her assertions about the need for more space are correct. She does not understand, however, I live in a very small room. I still like "afloat" too. Its mine to abuse.
This is what surprise looks like. Imagine if this is how someone reacted every time they walked into a room.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Wandering Army has posted a story of mine called, A Sudden Island.
Chad has a new blog. He is giving his work away for free. Go visit and make fun of his mustache.
A real fine poem by Matthew Zapruder was posted recently at Poetry Daily. This is some of the good stuff I was talking about back in June.
Posted by Brian Foley at 1:25 PM
From David Berman
If you restricted all your writing to the 1,000 most popular words in the English language, there's a way to do that where, wow, what a feat that would be, to bring a lot of meaning. You have to look at the words "what is not but could be if" and "we could be looking for the same thing" and look for a word that isn't in the list of the top 1,000 words. They're all in there. They're not in that sense unique as objects. It's not post-modern, at all. It's pre-modern.
Posted by Brian Foley at 11:28 AM
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Tell me - where do you work?
Ghoti has published my piece Cous Cous. It fell into the poetry section again. It's not very poetic. This is more poetic and worth your time.
Noah Falck is an important American writer worth time. Your time, my time. He saw the things you didn't and he wrote the memory down in a way to seem like you'd never forgotten. That seems obtuse, but it's not. A really great book here. Follow this link to go get it. Only $7.00 and signed. I can't recommend any other poet more right now than this guy.
I've spent this summer reading books by Frederick Barthelme. I now like him more than his brother Don. His books are like furniture. You feel something for the chair that makes you feel comfortable, but don't know how to name the feeling. You prefer the piece of furniture over others pieces of furniture and like to sit there often. You could die in that piece of furniture, and that'd be okay, there are worst place to die, like a swamp, picked at by crabs, but you probably wouldn't run into your burning house to save the piece of furniture.
I have spent this summer watching The Wire. If you watched The Wire and didn't enjoy The Wire I don't think we'd enjoy talking to each other.
I had a reading in Providence with William Walsh. William got his due recently in The Providence Phoenix. One of the audience members, Lilah, wrote about our reading here. Everyone wins.
Posted by Brian Foley at 2:52 PM