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Well fellas, I'm finally updating...

Been busy as all hell with The Quirk, finally laid down the green to own TheQuirk.org and make the zine all legitimate and respectable... haw. Got a killer lineup of poets and artists that's guaranteed to blow you away or your money back. Working on making it as gorgeous as the words it features.

On a Kaveh-The-Poet note, I haven't been writing nearly as much as I ought to be lately... since I last posted, I've placed a poem ("I Was An Ugly Ten-Year-Old") in Amanda Oaks' WORDs DANCE, which is a beautiful zine done by a great lady. Also placed 3/3 poems in the West Memphis 3 Benefit Anthology ("Writer's Block", "She Told Me I Was A Fast Learner", and "Ambidexterity"), and another in Poems-For-All ("at the zoo"). Have submitted poems to Nerve Cowboy, Fight These Bastards, and Poesy... keep yer fingers crossed fer me....

Alright, still have miles to go before I sleep. Take care everybody!

-kav

Literary Quirkitude

Hey everybody, The Quirk is now taking poetry, short/flash fiction, and creative non-fiction submissions for it's inaugural literary edition. All the money it raises is going to a yet-to-be-determined charitable cause, so submit submit submit. Check out the link below to go to the website and read the guidelines, but really, it's nothing you haven't read before.

I'M A LINK, CLICK ME

A list of contributors as of 4:05 PM (ET), 2/23/2007: S.A. Griffin, justin.barrett, Dan Kopcow, David Blaine, JD Nelson, Michael Lee Johnson, Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal, Oren Wagner, Glenn W. Cooper, Robert Plath, Steve Henn, YOU?

Been a while since I last posted, a small bit of news to report.

Resurrected The Quirk, started working on Vol. 2 Issue 3 today. It'll feature an interview with C. Allen Rearick and an interview with The Locust's Justin Pearson, as well as the typical laughtastic viscera.

Also, my poetic dry spell ended today, I wrote a new poem called "MISTAKE", it's not the best thing I've ever written or anything, but it felt DAMN good to write something again. Jesus. Let's hope it stays with me.

Placed a couple more poems in "remark." since I last posted, that's always a good thing. Working on an interview with the wise and venerable AD Winans for said zine.

Hope all is well with everybody, all is well here.


-kaveh

SUPERBOWL

It's an all midwest Superbowl, and I have no idea who I'm going for.

If you don't want to watch the whole thing, at least watch from 3:15 to 3:30...

Since my last post, gotten poems placed in Zygote In My Coffee and Word Riot, which is pretty sweet. Haven't been writing nearly as much as I should be, but I've been reading a lot. Maybe that's just as important.

Also, I've started recording music again. That has been fun, I've really missed it.

Short one, miles to go.

-kaveh

poetic extremists...

I guess I need to tone it down a bit. Been sort of a militant poetic lately, I hear. Gonna work on being less evangelical. Ho-hum. Only written one in the past twenty-four hours…

-kaveh

I've been writing like crazy lately, 11 keepers in the past three days and twice that beside. Everything is a poem to me, not just because of the beauty in the mundane, but for the oppurutnities to form connections in the mundane, the hilarity and tragedy in everything, every object and conversation and interaction. Everything has a story, that's the beauty of a poet, they can tell those stories.

In less rambling news, Poems-For-All took one of my poems, "dinner and a movie", which made me extremely happy. They're a great little organization trying to get the poetry in the hands of the masses just like GPP, and they make gorgeous little books. I can't wait to see mine, he always does a great job with cover design. Other than that, not much to report. Stay stong!

-kaveh

reflection on a stubbed toe

mentally, i am starting to identify myself as a poet. following most every interaction that takes place these days, every stimulus, every contact, every conversation I have, i find myself asking how to translate that poetically, whether it would make a good poem, what I can extrapolate from the interaction that might make a good poem. i stubbed my toe on my doorway today, and my initial reaction wasn’t a ‘FUCK!’ or any other sort of expletive – it was a ‘can I make this into a good poem?’ i shit you not, that’s what went through my head. imagine that, poetry replacing hurt, doing literally what it’s done literarily for years. something else, eh?

also, dems took control of the house today, and nancy’s first action was to call the prez and let him know they were up and running, a thinly veiled middle-finger stuck straight up his righteous ass. let’s hope this marks the start of a much-needed return for rationality. and apparently, this nation could use a hearty dose of rationality:

"wait, were we even in the vietnam war?"

and check out the end, when people supported a war on a country that didn't even exist, because bush supported it.

great morning!

Well, I started submitting for the first time in my life today. I sent some poems to remark., and within an hour, I got an email of acceptance! My first poems in print ever, “dinner for one” and a reworked version of an old poem, "hallelujah" will be in the March issue. I’m feeling really great about this, I feel like it’s the beginning of something that will continue for the next 50+ years of my life. What a great start to the new year! You couldn’t take my smile off with a crowbar.