A poem, one which I will be reading with Qian Xi at Indignation this year,  just published here, a Canadian poetry journal for alternative poetry.

A poem of mine will be published here in the fall issue, coming out in October.

We could be travelers in a foreign country
seeking a night's worth of shelter.

Wislawa Szymborska, a self-effacing 73-year-old Polish poet who collects trashy postcards because she says trash has no pretensions...

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"I always counted on [humor] as a child," she explains, recalling a father who was not just a dreamer but could "fail at anything," a man who sold Christmas trees, owned a chromium mine, and died while reading a get-rich-quick book.

Ryan does not share her father's penchant for idle dreaming, but the hard lessons learned during those early ( Read more... )

Meet the novelist version of the "If You're Not, Why Not?" woman, whose name I strangely cannot recall...

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For some reason I'm looking forward to a dramatisation (theatre or filmic) of this fiasco. Done intelligently and with real compassion, of course. i.e. no half-baked political mud-slinging or cheap, crowd-wooing humour masquerading as satire, or with the bathetic deployment of mythical or imaginary beings a la the upcoming soul-cringing musical ( Read more... )

Two poems of mine will be published here, coming November.

A Contest To Cut Down 100 People!

(Tokyo Nichi-Nichi Shimbun, Nov. 30, 1937)

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Scores were taken

to lift the boredom

of repetition,

the same gestures

slaughter commanded:

the one who returned

with most trophies (evidence

of the once living,

the defeated) would have

the chance

for a photograph, the size

of conscience, to be snapped and

posted in ( Read more... )