Thursday, May 14, 2009

Secret Life of Ham













This is
the cover of Secret Intimacies of Insects, without the insects I added.

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And a ham (with cloves; above) which I'm going to make a star in my next poetry comic

which may or may not be called:
The Secret Life of Ham

The Animatronic Singing Fish (Activated)


I was working on this poem for a comic. It's called The Animatronic Singing Fish. I don't remember why the singing fish came up. I've never even owned one, though I've been in many a house that has one on the wall. They're common in Vermont. But this is the first part of it. The moon is in the window, and the body is a morph of skin and bones. I like the flower wall paper I inadvertently disigned and wish I really had. They're dripping down the wall.

I used a crayon.

I read this poem at a reading and left out this part (shown here).
It made me feel like a needle was dropped on a record without letting it play a moment of static. Which I hate missing.

It's going back in for the final.
I was, again, dissatisfied with the end drawings I did.

I think most of our failures out due to laziness.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

The Ladder Poem


This is an old piece of The Ladder Poem, a long poem in parts I made into a comic. I've often been very frustrated with this comic. It came to me in an overtly religious way (half asleep I envisioned a ladder and a woman speaker conversing for eternity and I wrote the whole thing half asleep in total darkness on the back of other poems without even looking at the page). I did several versions of it, but continued to have trouble arranging it into a book. I never used this image, but I like it, and might do a third version of The Ladder.

Speaking of which, this is how Adam Fitzgerald and I got the name for our reading series (The Ladder Poetry Reading Series) and we're having our third reading with Bernadette Mayer and emerging writer Allison Power. I always sell copies of my poetry comics there!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009




Matthew Rorher says my self-portraits always look like David Bowie. Sharon Olds says they look like Matthew Dickman and that I have a warped sense of self.

I'm as curious as they are.
But I like to think it's similar to a speaker in a poem. You-but-not-you.
And best not to bring up the implications of the semi subconscious use of androgyny...

A Friend Who Plays The Accordion







I love Lucy's unwavering love of Schroeder--
and his unwavering love of good music.
This might shed some light on Lucy's constant torture of Charlie Brown with the football-->

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

This is a poetry comic I'm working on, from the Pantoum for the Imperceptible.

Poetry Comic at midnight


In my bleary-eyed mission to cover all aspects of poetry-comics I have come up against a few areas of brilliance I wanted to share.


First off, this James Thurber Famous Poems Illustrated from a 1940's New Yorker





Although this says it's only for kids, I don't think they'll ask for ID:


http://www.shelsilverstein.com/play.asp