Last June I recited at the Eaux Claires festival in Wisconsin. What a ball. While there, I debuted my longest spoken poem to date titled Olly Olly Oxen Free. If you're interested in hearing it, I just got this recording of the poem from a recitation I did in Chicago last November. (Thanks again to everyone I met with Sofar, and especially Kelly Williams for inviting me back to our city of infamy for the event.)
Good news for sad times. London's New River Press has published its inaugural poetry compendium:
I'm honored they included the first poem from my unpublished collection Dunbar's Number. I've appreciated co-founder and poet Robert Montgomery's presentation style for years, and some of his writing is featured in the yearbook as well.
My poem is titled "I" as in the Roman numeral, not the pronoun. It comes from the group of 150 poems I wrote about the 150 personal relationships in my life, stemming from the work of anthropologist and evolutionary psychologist Robin Dunbar. I passively urge you purchase a copy of the yearbook while they last, if you want. I also have some copies of my photographic poetry book Revelry & Rhyme left. They make great Christmas gifts as opposed to another Brookstone foot massager. Let me know on your order form if you'd like me to sign your copy. Or I could simply sign your foot massager. Either way.