Sunday, October 30
6:00pm - 9:00pm
West Village, NYC
A parade of poets through the West Village, on the eve of All Hallows' Eve.
Costumed performances by...
Jennifer Michael Hecht (new addition!)
Jennifer L. Knox
K. Silem Mohammad
Map with route and reading points will be available at a later date, but we will likely be hitting Washington Square Park, Jefferson Market & Library, and other public spots in the West Village. (March with us, or meet us along the way.)
For about the past five years or more, I’ve been mostly writing about ideas of separation or loss. Not really in terms of grief, but more specifically the shifts that take place when things “come apart.” My first book, Slope Move, is a book-length poem entirely about separation–from an “other”, from the self (feeling divided, or having an alternate consciousness) and from narrative (the changes that occur in a story due to passage of time, shifts in perception, and ‘flaws’ in memory.)
The latest strain of Feminism, the so-called Post-Gender moment, which seems to return, ironically, to Feminism’s original rally for otherness over mere resistance, not a pushing back but moving another direction entirely, into an unnamed space, wouldn’t satisfy Tamayo’s complexity of vision which must be gendered: “(there) that instance is the motherest of mothers/ I can’t/ write experience without her.” It’s a fierce sound Tamayo uses, beyond language, certainly Anzaldúa’s la loqueria, but also doubly defined by her as “the path to knowledge.”
Read the rest of the supersmart review here. Thanks, Molly Brodak!
Buy [Red Missed Aches] from SPD here or from Switchback here.