"I feel like I can be myself, I feel loved, I feel appreciated, I feel funny."

Sierra Nelson at the KR blog has a great post today about We Feel Fine, a site that calls itself an "almanac of human emotions." (Click on the link for the interactive version to get the full experience, like looking for feelings from people in their 70s when it is snowy out.)

This one kind of needed its own post.

Chelly eats books, totes.

Others are here.

Wild Ride

Having strong urges to express thanks to the reader in every poem, like the reader flips the on switch and the poem goes ecstatic and would like to rub itself all over the reader.

The readers are so real! In each instance! Real readers with real heads! With imaginary gardens with real toads!

Or else I am real!

We can't both be real!

You are in NYC why not try this reading that involves NAT OTTING

SUPERMACHINE READING SERIES:

Friday, November 20th, 8pm

CATHY CHE
JENNIFER HAYASHIDA
NATHANIEL OTTING
MAXWELL HELLER

OUTPOST
1014 Fulton
(grand & classon)
Brooklyn, NY
C to Franklin / G to Clinton-Washington


see it all:
SUPERMACHINEPOETRY.COM

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1. We had a lovely weekend in Amherst & Northampton. Thanks to everyone for coming to the reading. Chris's new chapbook looks kind of devastatingly good I think. You will soon be able to order it from Factory Hollow.
2. My dictionary smells of natural gas, so I am having an increased association between learning new words and feelings of impending disaster.
3. If you would like to pay $90 for The Difficult Farm, Amazon will let you.
4. Going to listen to David Lehman and Josh Russell tonight.
5. Suffering the loss of Mad Men.
6. Spent most of the morning thinking about poems as very crude time machines. And death. And how people writing for posterity always seem so silly but I often want in poems to tell the people of the future that I'm kind of mad at them for surviving me. Then I figure out I am sitting in Keats's lap and his hand is passing right through me.
   

O Pioneer Valley

I am racing towards you and so is Chris. And soon it will be like this:

This Friday, November 13 at 8 PM, UMass alums
Christopher DeWeese
&
Heather Christle
will be reading their poems at Amherst Books
at 8 Main Street, in Amherst, Massachusetts,
where they will also be going on a book-buying spree.

Then they will, along with friends,
make their way to Hugo's,
where Chris will drink a Lost Sailor
and Heather will drink either a Lost Sailor
or a whiskey and soda.

She will also eat candy
from the vending machines.

Come and join us!

Non-stop blog attack

The blog arm of Thermos has grabbed one of my poems.