Daily Archives: October 27, 2007

October 27, 2007

NYC and thereabouts: incoming poetry!

By Tony Brown

I’ll be in NYC next weekend to be part of the imminently spectacular reading for the November 3rd Club next Saturday night at the Bowery Poetry Club.

Here’s the write up right from the BPC site:

“6:00pm – 8:00pm
The November 3rd Club -$7

A diverse collection of writers read to promote an online literary journal of political writing.

Poet and Nov3rd editor Victor D. Infante hosts, featuring: Tony Brown, Jane Cassady, Brian Dauth, Lea Deschenes, Guy LeCharles Gonzalez, Gary Hoare, Lynne Procope, Skip Shea, Jackie Sheeler, Rachel McKibbens, Michael Cirelli and Patricia Smith”

If you look carefully at that lineup, you will undertand why you WILL be there.

The zine itself is here:

http://www.november3rdclub.com/

I think we’ll be staying over, though probably not in the city (not many hotel rooms available for under 400 bucks a night that weekend) and then spending some time in the city on Sunday. I could use a NY fix.

Love to see you. Come on down.

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October 27, 2007

prayer

By Tony Brown

you
bastard
hear me

you
who never bends this beam
enough to break it
only warping it
enough to make it
useless to anyone else

somehow
you must find the curve
of this discard
of some interest
considering how often
you weigh it down

you must be a gambler
the way you make book
on this timber holding
fast

how you must love the lines
that can be traced along the shape
of its stress

and that’s it
isn’t it
it’s not about the wood
is it
it’s all about you
isn’t it

well then
load it on
you
son of hell
you fat august reverend
assclown
add another pound
hundredweight
ton

we both know
it’s gonna go
someday
but heaven be damned
if it breaks
until it’s bent almost
over
on itself

until a pencil
dragged against
its boundaries
describes
a divine
trajectory

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October 27, 2007

Blind Bill Yeats, Delta Bard (revised)

By Tony Brown

Funny what a newly restrung guitar and a good drop-D tuning will do for ya. 😉

Second Coming Blues

Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Said the center isn’t holding
And my hour’s coming round at last

No I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just slouched my way
You know, I ain’t superstitious
But this rough beast just slouched my way
Said you’re between me and Bethlehem
And I’m late for my birthday

Well, the center isn’t holding
And the best lack all conviction
A cradle’s rocking gently
But the falcon just went missin’ —

Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Well, I ain’t superstitious
But a rough beast just crossed my path
Said the center isn’t holding
And my hour’s coming round at last

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