Janet Kuypers’ “Akitu” 12/3/16 poetry feature/show with live music


    Below are writing links and video links from a November 5th 2016 (12/3/16, or 20161203) poetry performance (with costume changes for every poem reading) of Janet Kuypers’ Austin poetry feature through Expressions: Festive Seasons live in Austin Texas at the Bahá’í Center.

    Because the theme of the night with other features focused on end of the year celebrations, Janet Kuypers included new writings about annual celebrations, solstices, and even Saturnalia and New Year’s celebrations (all with live electric bass music played with a bow).

Akitu chapbook

    Before the show started she also released copies to most everyone there of a chapbook of the writings she was performing in her show (in the order they were performed), and all of the pieces from this reading were also released electronically in a “Akitu” chapbook, which you can download as a PDF file for free any time.

Read the poems from the show:

open flame for the celebration
Every Soul Celebrates
endings bring light
Everyone Celebrates Together

You can also enjoy these bonus poems read after the show (the YouTube playlist below also includes past readings of thes bonus poems):

It’s Part of Life | Poem by Alison Hammond

Part of Life Poem

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part of Life  by Alison Hammond

I want to walk it off
but I miss my dog
and how she always set the pace.
I want to talk it out
but i miss my friend
and how he always
picked up the phone.
So here I am in between
action and thought
and not wanting to feel
a Goddamn thing
but knowing full well
that something creative
is incubating and will hatch.
It always does.
It’s part of life.

 

Alison Hammond is a Disc Jockey WMVY aka mvyradio
Alison is fron New York, New York

 

The Way to Leave Anything is to Step Away from the Nearness | Poem by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

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The Way to Leave Anything is to Step Away from the Nearness
by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

shock and garnish
all things gaping mouth-trap adaptable
I am always amazed at what people choose to fear
closet oddities murder scene scattered across the floor
the humming sky forever out of tune
riots in the streets where cheques were once cashed
cabbies without cars on the dole
salvation, you say?
there is no way to get there
the buses aren’t running
my eyes are freelance photographers deeply set:
heavy, bloodshot, immutable
under a rumpled hat of premature baldness
sitting on strange heads the same way say
a trained falcon sits
halfway down the arm, dreaming the death
dream
bulging feathered appetite on display
the cornices of government buildings as good a place as any
to hide
lay low in the baritone tradition
watching short fish-like men erect electrical fences
to keep the master plan in
and I find myself in a public bathroom
a message
gum-stuck to the wall:
take it or leave it.

I leave it.

Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his other half and mounds of snow. His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Word Riot, In Between Hangovers, Red Fez, and The Oklahoma Review.