The Gorilla Press is releasing a new book of poetry by Justin, Etc - "Self Portrait of the Poet Suicided by the MFA Degree".
//FEATURED READERS\\
Stephen Rosenshein
Carolyn Ho
Anhvu Buchanan
Susan Calvillo
DW Lichtenberg
Joe Burgess
Join us for drinks & readings from the next generation of SF poets at the Makeout Room. Hear the inimitable Justin Etc read from his new work.
It's the real deal!
//KIND WORDS ABOUT THE BOOK\\
Desuetude means the condition of not being in use, and Zukofsky said that the goal of a poem is to “achieve perfect rest.” Yet we all know how incredibly active poetry can be, phrase by phrase. Such is the poetry of Justin ETC’s, pruned to such a perfect excess, we would never want anything less: “the surveillance & subtraction of shock-white blossoms / electrocuted w/ AM Gold bourbon / abulia, swimming pools, & sacred bone shard reverb.” A brilliant observer of American culture, he is a true connoisseur of our chaos: “her heart is a DeLorean w/ its doors swept up into the aortal allure.”.
~ Paul Hoover, desolation : souvenir (Omnidawn)
The Gorilla Press is releasing a new book of poetry by Justin, Etc - "Self Portrait of the Poet Suicided by the MFA Degree".
//FEATURED READERS\\
Stephen Rosenshein
Carolyn Ho
Anhvu Buchanan
Susan Calvillo
DW Lichtenberg
Joe Burgess
Join us for drinks & readings from the next generation of SF poets at the Makeout Room. Hear the inimitable Justin Etc read from his new work.
It's the real deal!
//KIND WORDS ABOUT THE BOOK\\
Desuetude means the condition of not being in use, and Zukofsky said that the goal of a poem is to “achieve perfect rest.” Yet we all know how incredibly active poetry can be, phrase by phrase. Such is the poetry of Justin ETC’s, pruned to such a perfect excess, we would never want anything less: “the surveillance & subtraction of shock-white blossoms / electrocuted w/ AM Gold bourbon / abulia, swimming pools, & sacred bone shard reverb.” A brilliant observer of American culture, he is a true connoisseur of our chaos: “her heart is a DeLorean w/ its doors swept up into the aortal allure.”.
~ Paul Hoover, desolation : souvenir (Omnidawn)
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