DUELING! KEYBOARDS!

Had the honour of performing live with my buddy/poetry-brother Justin Million at his KEYBOARDS! show in Peterborough. Imagine: stage with two typewriters, two stools, one bell and a mike. We wrote 15 poems each in a couple hours. Absolute thrill. You can get copies of our poetry, including a sample of those poems (the only copies that exist!) from Peterborough’s own Bird, Buried Press, made by the indomitable Elisha Rubacha. Hopefully we can get DUELING! KEYBOARDS! in Ottawa this summer…

DUAL by Jeff Blackman + Justin Million Released: January 28th, 2017 Dimensions: 8½” x 5½” Print Run: 20 copies these books were live-assembled 15 of the 20 include 2 unique poems, 1 from each poet each unique poem was live-written at The Garnet and then read aloud neither the poets, press, nor audience retained copies of the unique poems

via dual by jeff blackman + justin million — bird, buried press

Crass Acrostic for Classy Times

Stuart Ross (total sell-out) is curating an open series called 2017 Inaugural Poem. All poems must follow a certain form, which even clever and erudite readers will deduce.

It started up today, and already has poems from local titan Michael Dennis and myself.

Poets: don’t overthink this. Just write one, and send it along. This is the new BENGHAZHI. We need lots of these. Lets all cry and laugh.

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In other news, I’ll have two new poems coming out early in 2017. In January, I will have a poem in Bywords about living in Ottawa’s Lowertown neighbourhood as someone with an MA and an an RRSP. In March, I will have a poem in (parenthetical), the periodical put out by words(on)pages press in Toronto. That one is adapted from one of the poems from my spring writing marathon, but I won’t say which. I’m very happy to be both of these fine mags, both of which have great online presences, and both of which had featured my work once before.

Superb

superb-bird-of-paradise

Here I am in all black with blue eyes and a fluorescent grin
And there’s Pete in all black, blue eyes a bright, wide grin.
And Owen—Owen is here, smart in black, blue eyes and grin.

She enters! We cannot help but face her and the place goes dark
except for our Cheshire Cat impressions. What—Justin? When did—
does he even know he’s grinning? What about those eyes—

Tobermory

Water so clear you see feet.
Night so clear you see stars.
Stars are the feet of solar systems.
Night is water if the light’s sky.
It’s getting light where most people live.
Most people—it’s time to get out of bed.

I’m in bed now—what do I know of people?
Most people get what’s light and clear, like
the night sky without stars equals fear, but with
means pride (on your soles, fine speck of system!).
The stars themselves so clearly have meaning
you nearly fall off your feet in the drink.

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My partner and I had the pleasure and privilege of escaping to Tobermory, Ontario, this summer for a couple nights alone. It’s really the most beautiful place I’ve been to in Ontario. Last night she prompted me to write about that gorgeous water that fills Georgian Bay.

Image source: Outdoor Photo Journey.