Our Trip to the Northeast

posted by Caroline Picard

Last Thursday the Green Lantern went off to the Northeast. We landed in Boston in order to do a reading at Whitehause Family Records in Jamaica Plain on Friday night.

Nate ended up playing acoustic in the beginning of the evening. I read a little something from the Gazette, Chris played a set, as did Luke and then Devin King read the response he’d written about the Gazette; the same one he read at the Whistler a few months ago. Some of the photos are kind of dark, but hopefully you’ll get a sense for the ambiance of the place. There seem to be a bunch of folks who live there; the house itself is large and leggy with numerous door to other rooms which, from the glimpses supplied, seem to boast their own largess. The people there were really nice, though we spent the most time with Kate and Brian. Otherwise, housemates appeared to enter the front door, come in the living room, spend some time watching out show, and then leave quietly–in what direction, I’ve no idea.

I really liked thinking about how the Northeastern architecture might influence alternative exhibit/art spaces–namely because they seem so undeniably domestic. Even the apartments I happened upon during my trip felt more like mini houses inside of larger houses. In any case. Whitehouse Family Records was decorated with years and years of detritus, art project and collective inspiration. There were Jimi Hendrix flags in the windows, paintings dedicated to the Beatles. There was a chandelier decorated with drift wood and horns and glass beads. An orchestral noise-machine composed of similar materials stood in the corner. We sat on a carpet in the living room, lights dimmed, and listened. It was great.

As all this was taking place, I was also installing a show in Providence, at AS220. That meant that every day, Devin and I drove out to Rhode Island to install the show, “Isolated Fictions.” “Isolated Fictions” is a group show featuring the work of Deb Sokolow, Jason Dunda and, in this manifestation, Rebecca Grady. As well, of course, as the Gazette. Neal Walsh was of great help–he had just opened up a small room in the AS22o’s project space; that room is to be dedicated to print projects. Thus it was a good match. In addition to helping us with the installation process, he also brought us to the Atheneum Member’s Library in Providence, where we got to see an original copy of the Gazette.

This library is awesome and feels totally haunted in that way that old places filled with old books and old wood feel haunted. The library was allegedly built in 1828, at the same time that the state built its first prison. The library was built with the intention to educated new immigrants who came to the region for work. It was believed that if the state provided the illusion of power (via education) the emerging lower/working class would not revolt. In the event that they did revolt, Rhode Island also built a prison.

Of additional note is the card catalogue: at a certain point in the 1900’s, a woman went through the library by hand, copying down library cards for all of the books, by hand. In that elegant, spidery script of our forefathers. Her index cards are still prevalent.

This is Providence at Night: On the Night of the Opening

The Main AS220 Space:

Our Show at the Project Space:

Menelaus The Old Goat

posted & written by Caroline Picard; all quotations taken from “A Tribute to Freud” by Hilda Dolittle; Image by Brian McNearney.

To and For

of Helen & Penelope

And of the women he put them in respect to himself; and he said the city was for them and he left them behind in his city behind walls and each time he returned from the ocean he examined their teeth, examining their mouths, and of the horse he called a beast, and of the dog he made himself master and the stars he colonized with mathematics defining boundaries and bounds.
*
For thousands upon thousands of years, Odysseus has wandered through the Grecian islands, forever lost and found and lost again. Confined to the Mediterranean Sea, it may as well have been infinite.

Meneleaus the old goat
Menelaus King of Sparta
Menelaus’ Theorem

Ptolemy used Menelaus’ theorem as the basis for his spherical trigonometry in the Almagest. He set the times and signs of the zodiac, or so says Pappus.
*
“This little-papa, Papalie, the grandfather.”
Thousands upon thousands of years later HD, formerly Hilda Dolittle, sat on a couch, she stared ahead with cramps in her abdomen. She unwove her fortune to Freud.
“Again, I feel, lying on this couch that sort of phosphorescence is evaporating from my forehead and I can almost breathe this anodyne, this ether.
“Joan and Dorothy are rivals. Subsitutes for my mother’s love. It does not matter who they are.
“In my dream, there is a neat ‘professional’ woman with Lawrence and there is a group of children. Is the ‘professional’ woman a sort of secretary? I acted for a short time as a secretary to my father.
“I envied these women who have written memoirs of D.H. Lawrence, feeling that they had found him some sort of guide or master.
“I was thinking about what you said, about its not being worthwhile to love an old man of seventy-seven.’ I had said no such thing and told him so.

“The Professor asked me to interpret the dream of the blackbirds.
“Freud said the man in the dream had given me womanhood, so he charmed the birds.”
*
Before she knew any man, Helen broke her hymen with a hairbrush; exploring interior architectures. As a woman, when the city gaped at her congiegal bedclothes, she was quite proud.
*
“We saw the chapel high on the slopes where it was reputed Zeus had been born, or nursed. The Professor said that we two met in our love of antiquity. He said his little statues and images helped stabilize the evanescent idea, or keep it from escaping altogether. I asked is he had a Cretan serpant-goddess. He said, ‘No.’ I said that I had known people in London who had had some connection with Crete at one time, and that I might move heaven and earth, and get him a serpent-goddess. He said, ‘I doubt if even you could do that.’”
*
The old goat sat slumped in a chair after dinner. After the war. His head nodded and snapped and nodded again. Until his wife the woman his wife the dangerous woman she wiped the corners of her mouth, rose and elegantly wheeled him away.
*
Before you could write the rape scene, you wrote about Penelope’s unweaving. You had to let yourself undo yourself
*
Surprisingly absent for being the cause, Helen makes only a few appearances in both the war and Odysseus’ consciousness. His conception of the war the same as its reality, for the way he recalls all things—memory traces a cool finger along the inside of his arm, the cleft of his back, arousing and pornographic—raising goose flesh, perplexity, dispair. Helen the signifier, the collective unconscious.

The City Opened And Took Me

She walked around the giant wooden horse. She walked around its periphery, in the moonlight, from within the city walls. Stooping a little, she pressed her nose to a fetlock and breathed deep the smell of knotted pine. She breathed deep and whether by smell or sense she sensed the men inside. The night air was cooler than the horse’s side for the side of the hollow horse was full of men who had to breathe and in breathing took up oxygen and in breathing released carbon and in releasing carbon raised the temperature inside the belly of the horse, thereby warming the wood. She chuckled at the thought of a centaur.

Helen put her hand on the side of the wooden horse. It was warm.

The sand on the ground was cool by the moon and it stole into her sandals, cooling her toes and she remembered the sounds of her old life, she remembered the sea. She remembered the dottering old goat in the yard. It always remarked on its face in the  scullery window.

The City Opened And Took Me

Helen has the most least freedom.
Gods aside, she fled the old man with a handsome boy. She stole away, adventuress, inside of a ship. She wore a mask. She wore a hat. She dressed as a boy on board the ship. She made jokes with Paris and in the night he fucked her like a boy it was fun
finally

The men came after her because they needed an excuse to do something.

Helen was not duplicitous so much as she was a child.
It was the very thing they: Menelaus, Nestor, Ajax, Paris, Odysseus, Agammemnon, Hektor, Aias etc., loved about her.
Her beauty was her character her flashing eyes her ecstatic mouth her life her life her life participating in every curve angle cleft of her body mind mood
*
At home Penelope struggled to maintain a position in the world. From within a city, from within a house, from within a family. She assumed her role, abandoned, threatened. By way of defense she inserted herself in a fairy tale.
She wove a shroud for Laertes—undoing it and undoing time and undoing her work; whether to bide her time before Odysseus came home or
*
“There was that same theme, that same absolute and exact minute when everything changed on a small passenger boat (as I remember) on the way to Greece. At an exact moment, by clock time, on an exact map, on the way to the Pillars of Hercules, on a boat that was bound for the port of Athens, there was a ‘crossing the line.’ I, the narrator of this story, did not know I had crossed the line.”
*
Helen walked around the Trojan Horse in the moonlight; the guards watched her. She laughed out loud. She clapped her hands. She talked to herself. Incantations.
The men inside had not heard a woman’s voice in years years years in ten years—Helen called them by name, imagining what their wives would say, the women banished banned from the horse, these pages, this war, Helen pretended to say what they would say. A marvelous game.
Listening to the vulnerable crouching men inside in the darkness in a womb they fashioned all themselves.

Helen
Clytemnestra
Penlope
Andromache
Hecuba
Deidamia
Aegialeia

Menelaus : At that moment you came up to us; some god who wished well to the Trojans must have set you on to it and you had Deiphobus with you. Three times did you go all round our hiding place and pat it; you called our chiefs each by his own name, and mimicked all our wives -Diomedes, Odysseus, and I from our seats inside heard what a noise you made. Diomedes and I could not make up our minds whether to spring out then and there, or to answer you from inside, but Ulysses held us all in check, so we sat quite still, all except Anticles, who was beginning to answer you, when Ulysses clapped his two brawny hands over his mouth, and kept them there. It was this that saved us all, for he muzzled Anticles till Minerva took you away again.

She drugged the man she drugged the goat.
Repossessed she returned a quiet woman
Sleeping potions.

In Penelope’s wandering tapestry, she sp n a room fu l of flax, the f ax of h r hair into the tap st y, she spun s cr t pa sage , t oughts, she s un t e wo an raped by a sw n  he spun the co rse of her v sions she sp n a g lden ap le, her s cr t contempl tive life, plac d prec rio sly between fidelity and misg vi g, sense a d n nsense sh s un th cl th for La rtes to keep him f   v r you g, h r protect r a d tter ng o d goa she spun a d her f ngers kn t the c ords fi rcely and s e sp n and in th n ght th re was  nly  he s und  f t e l om as in the n ght of HD’s  house t ere  as o ly  he so nd of a c ock as in the n ght H l n c lled  ut t  m n, b rr wing t e voic s of fo got en w v s, as t e sirens ca led out a   he c ty c lled  ut as t e z di c call d o t as p rallel lines called out to one another and met at last at l   t at l st a  d f r ver th  hy t r c  l  wand  i g w mb  om , t e worl und ne w th the s n in th c nt r n t man n t man  ot  man w   b t e w rld r und a l st at la

Devin King at The Whistler

Finally!  At long last, the long awaited videos of Devin King performing his response to the North Georgia Gazette at The Whistler bar on Milwaukee Avenue.  September 3, 2009.

The North Georgia Gazette, a republication of a series of newspapers written onboard a ship landlocked in the Arctic Circle in search of the Northwest Passage at the beginning of the 19th Century, was released from The Green Lantern Press on September 3, 2009.  It will be available for purchase… someday soon…?

- Posted by Lily Robert-Foley

Dancing Young Men and Octopii

posted & written by Caroline Picard

Last week we released the North Georgia Gazette. As part of that release, we had two readings–one at The Whistler, the other at 57th Street Books in Hyde Park. At The Whistler, Basia Kapolka read on behalf of the Gazette, reciting a poem about the setting of the sun for three months. John Huston followed with a lecture about his recent expedition to the Arctic and after that Lily Robert-Foley read some passages from her end notes. We were lucky enough to see Devin King read as well–he had prepared a response to the Gazette (it’s awesome: it involves ghosts and villianized octupii and Victor Hugo) and I will post part of that response below, encouraging all of you to follow it up to his blog, Dancing Young Men From High Windows. After that, Nick Butcher from Sonnenzimmer played with Jason Stein. The whole thing was fantastic (I thought) and while an awkward MC, I had a great time.

Devin also read this piece at 57th Street Books–a nice gathering, slightly more intimate, there was an old couple in the corner who chuckled periodically. Another girl eating a sandwich. Anyway. Many thanks to our hosts for letting us have the reading, both were exceedingly gracious (Paul (the bartender and mastermind drink gourmet), for instance, would shake his cocktails in the basement stairwell to avoid making noise–I couldn’t believe how considerate)….and of course to all participants, helpers, proofreaders and contributors: here’s to a job well done and thank you thank you thank you.

Victor Hugo’s Last Musical

The musical’s grand opener is called, “We belong to the night,” and then there’s the famous actor Hooper, done up in a pelt but looking like a bat, bounding on all fours, giggling, his back to the curtain, trying to find a dark, circular, puzzle image. There is a detachment in his gambol, a kind of stoicism of the present; the alternately accusing and mutely questioning face of a dead man is all that describes his strange twisting associative dance. All features belong to the actor, Hooper, himself: a force utterly deployed in the world at any given moment, entirely characterized by its full set of features.
§
Ever since the philosophers distinguished the living from the non-living children have seemed to display an extensive capacity for awe and wonder along with their horror, a horror that remains distinctly consistent, arising from an experience of cognitive dread which cannot be escaped or evaded. At times Hooper’s actions on the stage suggest that all humans takes things “as” what they are, the actor claims that even blindly using a hammer takes it “as” a hammer. It was such an unusual and unlikely event, this musical; like when the centaur is mated with the cheetah, and their off-spring is not some hellish monstrosity, but a thoroughbred colt able to carry us for half a century and more.
§
In the autumn of 1853 Victor Hugo’s family began talking to ghosts. The American habit of table-tapping had reached Europe a few months earlier and the Hugos, bored and in exile, began by contacting their child Leopoldine, who had drowned in a boating accident ten years earlier. At first a sarcastic patriarch, Victor became enthralled by the practice and eventually would talk to Dante, Shakespeare, Moliere, Aeschylus, Galileo, Moses, Jesus Christ, St. Augustine, Voltaire, and Death itself.

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The North Georgia Gazette Release: 09/01 & 09/03

posted by Caroline Picard

Just because we don’t have a location doesn’t mean we’re giving up! (In fact we’re releasing a record number of books this fall. Seven. That’s right. We’re putting out seven super fantastic books and if you want to see what’s coming up, you can go here.) But more to the point:

The Green Lantern Press is proud to announce the release of THE NORTH GEORGIA GAZETTE  at The Whistler on Tuesday September 1st 2009 at 8pm. And, on Thursday September 3rd at 6pm at 57th Street Books.

The Whistler: located at: 2421 N Milwaukee Ave, Chicago, IL 60647-2627 (773) 227-3530
Arctic Explorer John Huston will give a 30 minute presentation about his latest (unassisted) expedition through the North West Passage followed by  readings from the Gazette by poet/transcriber Lily Robert-Foley and resident performer Basia Kapolka. After that, Devin King and Michael Thibault will collaborate on a reading/musical performance responding to the Gazette. “Home-made electrical musician” Nick Butcher of Sonnenzimmer and bassist/clarinet player Jason Stein will close the evening with an original music performance. This event is Free. Books will be available for purchase at a discount. (See prices/publication description below).

At 57th Street Books is located down in Hyde Park at: 1301 E 57th St,  Chicago, IL 60637-1724 (773) 684-1300. On  Thursday September 3rd at 6pm there will be a mellower evening where the audience is encouraged to ask any and all questions. Here again, Lily Robert-Foley will read alongside Caroline Picard with a Q&A to follow. This event is free.

The North Georgia Gazette is an original newspaper from 1821 published by a fleet of sailors trapped in the Arctic for eight months of darkness. In order to ward off scurvy, their Captain Parry insisted they put on plays for one another and keep a newspaper featuring only happy news. Re-released by The Green Lantern Press, our new edition features excerpts from the Captain’s Journal, the newspaper in its entire, an essay by contemporary Arctic explorer John Huston, end notes by transcriber/poet Lily Robert-Foley and original artwork by Daniel Anhorn, Jason Dunda, Rebecca Grady, and Deb Sokolow. This book was printed in an edition of 250 with original silk screen covers, a limited edition 7″ record by Nick Butcher and is available for $30. Advance copies for sale now. Books will be available at both venues for a discounted price of $25.

BIOS & Links:

http://www.forwardexpeditions.com/ (john huston)
http://www.katharinemulherin.com/dynamic/artist.asp?ArtistID=27&Count=0 (jason dunda)
http://danielanhorn.com/home.html (daniel anhorn)
http://debsokolow.com/home.html (deb sokolow)
http://www.rubaccaquon.com/ (rebecca grady)
http://www.programmablepress.com/jan08/nickbutcher.html (nick butcher)

Lily Robert-Foley writes plays, teaches piano and makes radical linguistic translation devices known as machines. Her work has and will have appeared in bathhouse, digital artifact, viviparous blenny and Omni a Vanitas. She is also the author of 12 Graphemachines, forthcoming as part of Xeroxial Edition’s Xerolage series.

Basia Kapolka is an actor, writer and director living in Chicago. Most recently she wrote and directed Jinx, a play based on the novel by Theophile Gautier at Act One Studios. She is also the Green Lantern’s resident actor.

A philologist with a heart of gold, Devin King writes about pop music for The Boston Phoenix, teaches poetry to young adults, and probably listens to too many showtunes and too much bubblegum pop. His serial-opera Dancing Young Men From HIgh Windows can be seen bouncing monthly from gallery to gallery in Chicago and his long poem, CLOPS, will be out from the Green Lantern Press in fall 2009.

Michael Thibault is a time-based artist, painter and curator.  A solo show of his video work entitled Love’s Secret Domain will be shown in New York in the spring of 2010.  Michael will debut his new, yet-to-be-named gallery space in Chicago’s Humbolt Park in the fall of 2009.  He is also a member of the bands Silk Stalkings, Pleasure Principle, and The Paradise Spell.

THE GAZETTE IS GOING ON TOUR!
A travelling exhibition featuring a handful of artist included in the publication are scheduled to exhibit at AS220 in Providence Rhode Island, this Oct/Nov & at fluxSPACE in Philadephia this February. Additional information available.

Our Forthcoming Catalogue

COMING OUT THIS FALL :

OTHER BOOKS FROM THE GREEN LANTERN PRESS

Details on release venues TBA please contact Caroline Picard : lantern.g@gmail.com for more information

THE NORTH GEORGIA GAZETTE

a reprint of an original 1821 newspaper with excerpts from Captain Parry’s log, an essay by John Huston & end notes by transcriber/poet Lily Robert-Foley printed in an edition of 250 w/ silkscreen covers & limited edition 7” record provided by Nick Butcher of Sonnenzimmer 2009 $30

LOVE IS LIKE A KIND OF FLOWER

by Stephanie Brooks. Released in tadem with The North Georgia Gazette, Love is Like a Kind of Flower lists the various nouns, adjectives, adverbs and verbs to which love is compared. Printed in an edition of 250 w/ color plates by author/artist 2009 $10

SO MUCH BETTER

by Terri Griffith. A debut novel about a self-sabotaging Credit Union employee, a cold woman at odds with and alone in the world. In the absense of her lover, she seduces her lover’s sister, wades through old storage units and wonders after her own absent family. Printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Nick Butcher of Sonnenzimmer 2009 $20

FASCIA

a collection of short stories by Ashley Donielle Murray printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Nadine Nakanishi of Sonnenzimmer 2009 $20

THE ARC [ARTISTS RUN CHICAGO] DIGEST

The ARC Digest is meant to archive in print, the activities of Chicago’s artist-run spaces between 1999-2009. Included are introductory essays by the curators; a set of interviews between Dan Gunn and the spaces participating in the Hyde Park Art Center’s summer exhibition Artists Run Chicago, short visual or text essays by additional spaces and a series of short essays and responses by participants, critics and historians of artist-run activities. Published w/ threewalls and scheduled for release at HPAC on October 30th. Printed in an edition of 500, 2009 $20

CONCRETE IN TIGHT PLACES

by Justin Andrews. An untraditional travel guide that re-inserts the exotic by way of abstraction. Printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Nadine Nakanishi of Sonnenzimmer 2009 $20

CLOPS.

by Devin King. Using lyrical language, repetition and abstraction, King retells the Odyssey representing Penelope, Odysseus, the city and Patrokles at once. Printed in an edition of 250 w/ color plates by artist Brian McNearney 2009 $10

A SEASON IN HELL

a new translation by Nick Sarno III. All proceeds will be donated to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital for Christmas. 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Nadine Nakanishi of Sonnenzimmer 2009 $20

OLDER TITLES:

GOD BLESS THE SQUIRREL CAGE by Nicholas Sarno III printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Mat Daly 2006 $20 URBESQUE a collection of short stories by Moshe Zvi Marvit printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Mat Daly 2006 $20 ARTS ADMINISTRATOR’S SKETCHBOOK edited by Elizabeth Chodos & Kerry Schneider printed in an edition of 500 w/ silkscreen covers by Mat Daly 2007 $20 LUST & CASHMERE by A.E. Simns winner of the 2008 IPPY Independant Voice award printed in an edition of 500 with silk screen covers by Alana Bailey 2007 $20 FRAGMENTS by David Carl printed in an edition of 500 with silk screen covers by Alana Bailey 2008 $20 TALKING WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL with essays by Lori Waxman, Claire Pentecost & Carrie Lambert-Beattie printed in an edition of 250 2008 $10

BOOKS PUBLISHED W/ THREEWALLS

PAPER & CARRIAGE VOLS. 1, 2 &3 a limited edition publication with silkscreen covers by Dan MacAdam of Crosshair, Sean Stuckey and Dan Wang. Published with threewalls $18/ea. Vol 1 nominated for the Utne Reader Award, Best New Publication 2008 PHONEBOOK 2007/2008 : ANNUAL INDEX OF ALTERNATIVE ART SPACESedited by Shannon Stratton & Caroline Picard $10 PHONEBOOK 2008/2009 : ANNUAL INDEX OF [....]  ARTSPACES edited by Shannon Stratton & Caroline Picard $15

Upcomings

posted by Caroline Picard

I’ll be the first to admit that blog posts have been pretty weak lately. While I don’t apologize for the Minutes (I’ve had a good time writing those), additional posts over the course of the day have been scarce at best. Rest assured, that only points to a rash of interior activitiy; that is, activity behind the scenes.

You see, Nick is moving out to Chicago with Paulina. The three of us are going to try to work out the next manifestation of the Green Lantern. That means finding a new space, getting all the licensing in place etc. The point is, they are moving this September, so they’ve been busy. Meantime, I’ve been looking at some new spaces and laying out our new books…all of that. So you see. It’s been busy.

The first books we’re going to release are the North Georgia Gazette and Stephanie Brooks’ “Love Is Like a A Flower.” What is awesome is that the Whistler is kind enough to host a release party on Tuesday September 1st. Lily Robert-Foley will be in town and will read from her excerpts, a second reader (TBA) will read excerpts from other parts of the book. Following that, Devin King and Mike Thibaut will do a reading/performance in response to the Gazette and following that, Nick Butcher of Sonnenzimmer will do a live music performace. This event will be free. It will start at 8pm and it should be amazing. I’m trying to convince John Huston to make it. Again, we’ll see.

Also that first week in September, 57th Street Books has also agreed to host a reading/release down in Hyde Park. Those details will be posted shortly, but if you’d rather check us out down in Hyde Park, the more the merrier.

“Dancing Young Men From High Windows”

GREEN LANTERN COUNTDOWN: This will be the first in the last five art/music events to take place at the Green Lantern Gallery.

This Saturday, March 21st @ 7pm, The Green Lantern Cordially Invites you to Come and See -

“Dancing Young Men From High Windows”

A New Opera by with libretto by Devin King and music by Sean O’Connell

Additional Performances by Justin Cabrillos and A D Jameson

Two men remembered: Elvis Presley and Don Quixote. A new song written for the King’s Olympics: Comic Book The Comic Book, Wild Wild Women Yell The Comic Book. Dancing Young Men From High Windows is a multimedia opera that abuts simple stories; their crux is to find cause in the repeating images of a man getting his hair cut, a hound dog, a ragged horse, and the Vegas strain of karate. These joints in place, the King and the Betty arrive with Phil Spector’s head in tow. In a very nice white box. How will the narrator transcribe these images into a song for the Olympics? The Olympics are coming, Je suis omnipotent.

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Devin King was recently awarded an MFA from the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. A philologist with a heart of gold, he writes about pop music for The Boston Phoenix, teaches poetry to young adults, and probably listens to too many showtunes and too much bubblegum pop. His long poem, CLOPS, will be out from the Green Lantern Press in fall 2009.

Sean O’Connell is currently enrolled at the School of the Art Institute. Interested in 21st century composition and composting, Sean is currently organizing a performance series entitled P O P S for the Green Bicycle Organization as well as a bike tour of South Side urban gardens

Justin Cabrillos’s work is concerned with how the body shapes and is shaped by the words we use. In his sound poems, text-sound pieces, performances, and mixed-media installations, the body’s presence and absence are mediated through language.

A D Jameson is a writer, video artist, and performer. Last year he completed both a prose collection, “Amazing Adult Fantasy,” and a novel, “Giant Slugs.” His writing has appeared in The Denver Quarterly, Fiction International, elimae, and various other journals. A D’s currently working on a second novel and several novellas.

After Omer Fast

After Omer Fast

a response to Omer Fast @ the Rymer Gallery

by Devin King

I.

on the

flicker

to combine

—carrot—

or

on the

—dirtiest—

or

on the

—the knight of a thousand faces—

.

a “rather not”

.

flicker

to combine

or

—the snakiest of the snakes—

combined

to flicker

running flags,

stitches

caused fabric

to become hard

on the

affect

a vaseline

porous singing

usury is still

nested in transit

on the

other hand-

of the rarest mention:

a loft,

moments of hesitation,

three pairs of hands

moving to interrupt the handshake

“the brothers’ dimensional

infrastructure of presentation”

combine too

interrupt

now/here

henri/ad

false/after

II.

please don’t talk to the lifeguard

decided fugues

ghosts

costing

I’m

I’m

on the

left

my

my silhouette

can’t be touched

I’m

I’m

on the

left

face up

my

my silhouette

can’t be touched

do you ________?

do you ________?

do you or don’t you?

I think you do.

do you ________?

do you ________?

do you or don’t you?

I’m saying you do.

III.

On the

ending

the open

banjo sway

heart

the ending

on heart.

banjo hammer

knotted fingers

split teeth

on the

porch monkey.

minor desperation

blatant and soft

on heart

ending sway

the banjo

IV.

every photograph I see looks like it was taken by some dude who wanted to make sure everyone looked like they needed a good fuck

and it’s different from advertisements

Odette with a fleshy kimono.

posted by Caroline Picard