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BPC reading

I now have my round-trip tickets for  my flight to LaGuardia for my performance at the Bowery Poetry Club, 9 July 2017, 3:00 pm – 5:00 pm, a week after my reading in Mexico City

 

Title of BPC Event:

LFMK (Looking for my Killer)

Description:

Looking for My Killer (in the math of emotion)

I will be sharing

—decadent, malicious little vignettes as delectable as string cheese, refreshingly irreverent as you digest it, perhaps also blissfully irrelevant

—pure indulgent naughtiness

—splendid, if only for the wickedness

—ghastly!  bereft of redeeming values; mocks our most esteemed institutions, even life itself

—written by the light of hellfire; dazzling touches base with the base

LFMK  is a collection of  prose poams that may see publication in 2018 at the earliest from Jamii; what a fine bit of service to the community. 

 

https://soundcloud.com/forker-gryle/olivia-pig-falling-zone-take-three-1

MY OLIVIA PIG

My very own Olivia Pig, sitting by my printer and an extermal hard drive.

I am eager for this but l am also terrified, and there are many reasons for my fear; I cannot express them.  Whatever happens happens.

 

I have purchased my ticket.  So it is definite now.

I will do my best, and Olivia Pig will help me.

Fb event page for BPC reading: LFMK (Looking for My Killer)

At my BPC (Bowery Poetry Club) reading / performance on 9 July  at 3:30 pm, my LFMK event (Looking for My Killer in the math of emotion) in which I will share;

–decadent, malicious little vignettes as delectable as string cheese, refreshingly irreverent as you digest it, perhaps also blissfully irrelevant

–pure indulgent naughtiness

–splendid, if only for the wickedness

–ghastly! bereft of redeeming values; mocks our most esteemed institutions, even life itself

–written by the light of hellfire; touches base with the base

You can hear one of the prose poems I plan to share, “Olivia Pig Falling Zone” from my LFMK collection of prose poems that could be published in 2018 at the earliest, by Jamii, right here (of course the version to be performed aloud at the BPC will differ from this version, a sneak peek as it were):

location of “Olivia Pig Falling Zone

(https://soundcloud.com/forker-gryle/olivia-pig-falling-zone-take-three-1)

From the author of “New Kiss Horizon” [a dense parcel of Genius] and twelve other books)

$10.00 in advance / $15.00 at the door.

Tickets at: <http://www.brownpapertickets.com/ event/3014365

<https://www.facebook.com/events/1020049661463350/

 

An episode of Olivia Pig from Youtube:

and:

 

My LFMK  (Looking for my Killer) video Music composed and performed by Ansted Moss, all vocals written and performed by Thylias Moss who also made the film, captured all footage and is responsible for the text choreography):

 

 

 

Thylias Moss -BPC

 

Well, here I am, apparently ready for anything!

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Resurrection (tentative title)

Work on the book about my father resumes, all true, even my son, my fahter’s only grandson; the only son mine from conception through birth –I won’t go into the details of that, except to express my thanks to a Bangladshi sperm donor. and the man in my life, Thomas Robert Higginson, that wonderful and complex man.  I introdcuce my father and his father to the most important men in my life, my son Ansted:

a photo of Ansted , and of Ansted with me:

 

 

 

 

Some pictures of Thomas:

 

 

 

I will never reveal his legal name, although I know it; that just wouldn’t be fair?  If his identity is ever revealed, he will have to reveal it, not me.  I could even post some photos of this man and myself, but not at this time; he must remain enigmatic, incognito

Just know that he is real, and it is perfectly fine if you bcome jealous of him, after all, he is the man appointed to this honor of  well, being the world’s greatest lover –not sayng he is perfect, as he does tend to misunderstand things, even when I am prasing him, but he deserves every  word of praise I give him,  and he has taken a lot from me, but all in the spirit of how much I love him, but the realiy of him is a bit too private to share, some images of my father:MY FATHER IN HIS FAVORITE LIVING ROOM CHAIR

 

 

 is introduced to nsted my son, and to Thomas Robert  who never got to meet him while he lived,  One of the great tragedies of the world.  Even those who saw him, did not know him, glimpses only, but no real sense of the complexity and loving nature of his character; I am doing the best that I can

 

as well as my paternal grandfather:

 

Frizzell Brasier, father of Calvin Brasier, a farmer

 

that’s about it for now.  I will probably write all through the night. There is so much good that I must say, (not that I don’t want Thomas Robert Higginson himself to say more good about me, and about the book 

 

Thomas Robert persists in Calling mea great writer” –-maybe I am, but I have a great someone to write about, but only I (and Thomas Robert of course) are privy  to the details.  

 

I can post no more details without giving away his identity,   but I advise all of you to search for a man like him, and maybe, although unlikely, for there is only one Thomas Robert Higginson, but search anyway, and perhaps you will come close.  

 

The point is not to identify my son or Thomas Robert himself; the point is to introduce this exceptional man to the small world (that reads my stuff) and is interested in a different model of a man, of a human being, of the outcome  (me)

 

from such a man  who married my mother and is still exceptional although he died in 1980, and would love all the science and technology, things he missed during his life from 1923 – 1980; above all he would have adoresd computers, and he would have had one.  No doubt several of them.

 

If I miss anything, it is the sound of his voice.  Think of all the ways he could be captured, and he used to sing –such capture with just a phone.  

 

I am sure I will dream about all of this tonight.

 

 

 

my father and I: precious photos.  My mother also in the first one.

New Agent!

Not much to say, except that I will be talking tomorrow with a new possible agent for my romance novel.

 

Third time is a charm,

 

or so I’ve been told.  Ever hopeful, that’s me, Thylias Moss, a regular hopeless romantic.

 

 

New Review!

 

Received just minutes ago, a stellar review of “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code”  

in “american poets”, the Journal of the Academy of American Poets” 

Fall-Winter 2016 Volume 51, Poets.org

 

I am delighted to see this.  Every word.  Please enjoy.

 

 

Hear me read three poems for this new collection here:

 

Melissa Faliveno  of “Poets  & Writers” has uploaded my readings of poems  from “Wannabe” here:

https://www.pw.org/content/wannabe_hoochie_mama_gallery_of_realities_red_dress_code

  1. Blue Coming (in response to Bob Holman’s “What You Can’t Understand Os Poetry Is Connected to the Body Again“)
  2. The Glory Prelude
  3. Me and Bubble Went to Memphis

And related to poem #3 “Me and Bubble Went to Memphis” 

is my video poam, “Bubbling”:

 

 

Please enjoy, and Happy Tuesday!   Hope you have opportunity to read this book!

WANNABE PUBLISHED!

WANNABE HOOCHIE MAMA REVISED BOOK JACKET!

REVISED WANNABE JACKET!

 

VERY HAPPY TO REPORT THAT I HAVE RECEIVED MY COPIES OF MY 11TH BOOK: “WANNABE HOOCHIE MAMA GALLERY OF REALITIES’ RED DRESS CODE“! — beautful book, copy of the book jacket above.

 

The ten copies that arrived in this box:

 

 

 

 

 

As beautiful as the book is, doesn’t mean that it is flawless.

In the table of Contents, “aneurysm” (correct, as it appears in the poem, “Aneurysm of the Firmament”, pp. 231- 235,

 

and on the Amazon website where you can purchase “Wannabe” says:

 

“This career-spanning volume by Thylias Moss, one of America’s most revered literary innovators, conveys the dazzling spectrum of her hypnotic poetic output, written over the past thirty-five years and including selections from each previous book as well as previously unpublished new poems.

A poet whose innovations have influenced generations of writers, Thylias Moss is a sort of taxonomist-preacher, whose profound meditation on American culture underlies and propels the dazzling lyrical and impassioned passages she writes in outraged response. This new volume gathers together substantial selections from her previous books and follows them with more than fifty pages of daring new work. Whether in early poems or more recent output, Moss make no promises of smooth sailing: even when they begin with beloved cultural icons (Robert Frost, Dr. Who, the Statue of Liberty), her poems spiral outward, insisting on new perspectives, truths, and realities―particularly of African American experience. For more than three decades, Moss has been a fearless re-inventor of poetry’s possibilities. Her New & Selected is a momentous publication by “a visionary storyteller, a major figure in contemporary American poetry” (Charles Simic).”

However, “each” previous book is not represented.  Absent is “Small Congregations“, a previous collection of New and Selected Poetry.  So, could say “some” previous books are represented, could say “many” previous books of poetry are represented”,  could even say “most” previous collections of poetry are represented, but one is indeed missing! (oops)

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Now for a picture of me holding “Wannabe“, I had already tasted the pages! and walked seven miles through my neighborhood with it!

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Photo taken by Doug Grayson as I walked seven miles through my neighborhood, so happy was I to receve the book, smelling it, licking the pages, 247 pages including “Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia”, my signature poem, that I will be reading at Columbia University on 30 November at 7:00 pm EST:

 

 

 

Here are the details:

 

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Poetry Reading: Thylias Moss

Series organized by Timothy Donnelly, Writing

Wednesday, November 30, 2016, 7 pm

Dodge Hall, Room 501

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Thylias Moss’s most recent collection, Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code: New and Selected Poems, will be published this fall by Persea. Her eight previous books of poetry include Last Chance for the Tarzan Holler, a National Book Critics Circle Award finalist, and Slave Moth, named Best Poetry Book of 2004 by Black Issues Book Review. Moss is the recipient of a MacArthur “Genius” grant and a fellowship from the Guggenheim Foundation, among other honors. She is is Professor Emerita in the departments of English and Art & Design at the University of Michigan and lives in Ypsilanti, Michigan.

 

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This event is presented as part of the Fall 2016 season of Public Programs. To learn more about upcoming events, download a PDF of the complete calendar, view our online calendar and sign up for our mailing list.

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There will be grapes as there were when I read “Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia”, last poem in this book, at the Pulitzer Fine Arts Center in St. Louis, MO, 15 April 2015  (photos  by Carly Ann Faye):

 

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My collections of Poetry, dating back to 1983:

 

 

My other books:

 

 

Please stay tuned for my information as I have it, including announcements of readings…

 

Columbia University is only the first of many.

 

And now, the video poem that is source of the title of this just released collection:

 

 

 

Other video poems related to print poems in “Wannabe“:

 

“The Glory Prelude”

“The Glory Prelude” was also published as a print poem in “The Offing” but was a video poam first; its original and natrural form seems to me; I always saw this poem, rich visuals, my mother, my own voice singing, you will hear that also.  

 

“Hypnosis at the Bird Factory”

 

On youtube as  “Green Light and Gamma Rays”

thr title of th pem in which the excerpt appears is: “Green light and Gamma Ways”

 

“Green Light and Gamma Ways” as well as this next video segment, “9:08” were part of “The United States of Poetry“, great 5-part film, shown on PBS, and I was lucky eough to be part of that.  

 

 

 

Not part of The United Staes of Poetry, and from earlier collections, the following video poems related to print pieces in “Wannabe”:

Tornado Pi

 

You may hear me read the following three poems from “Wannabe” as they were recorded for “Poets & Writers”:

 

Melissa Faliveno, senior editor at  Poets & Writers, has loaded my readings of poem  from “Wannabe “ here:

https://www.pw.org/content/wannabe_hoochie_mama_gallery_of_realities_red_dress_code

  1. Blue Coming (in response to Bob Holman‘s “What You Can’t Understand is Poetry Is Connected to the Body Again“)
  2. The Glory Prelude
  3. Me and Bubble Went to Memphis

I hope that you enjoy hearing them.

 

Here is some footage of me reading “Higginson Matters in agnificent Culture of Myopia“, what has become my signature poem,  largely becase of my own extreme myopia, nearsightdness diagnosed when I was in ninth grade trigonometry class,  last poem, and fittingyly so, in the Wannabe Collection.

 A total and through reconfiquration of Myopia as conceived in a previous collection, when my relationship with myopic seeing was very much dfifferent.  Not just the ophthamological deficits  and departures from norms (that everything departs from just being norm-al) that casued me to have to wear glasses, I still wear them, but the benefits of the distortions themselves, the beauties in that, beauties too often concealed by 20/20 vision which, in my opinion, practically no one has.  

 

Here, then,  is footage captured of  sharing, a reading of this poem, that I plan to read at Columbia  University on 30 November at 7:00 pm, EST (without the unnatural emphasis placed on “Moss” as two days before this reading, my ex’s niece explained to me how retaining the name , “Moss” their name, indicated that I had not moved on at all, [I have been divorced since 2013, “moss” my name since 1973] I am 62 years old, and the featured image is how I look right now,  without any enhancment.  My own hair. No weave, no relaxer, no extensions; waist-elength, butt-kissing hair, 98 pounds without ever having to diet. Just how it goes):

 

 

Well that’s it, please buy the book, available on Amazon, probably other locations also, and please enjoy it! 

 

Link to my Amazon author page, so that you may see all of my available books.

 

and here are photos of the covers of all of my published books:

(this will change, of course, as I have more and more books):

 

 

 

 

 

 

Romance Final Edits!

Very glad to report that I have received the final edits for my romance novel!

(I remain as vain as ever, and in the above featured image, I wearing my favorite hat, Golden Coach by Dobbs, a hat from a very special friend)

so I will be attending to that book –of my life! –this weekend, devoting Sunday, 26 June 2016 as Romance Day.  romance with life romance with writing (I’ve had this affliction since I was six years old

Seems that there will be fireworks for Independence Day! –direct from my laptop; my editor, very fine editor I hope receives an award for the outstanding work he’s already done helping to bring this novel to its current state.  

A little  HALLELUJAH! is not

premature!

 

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Possible Author Photos:

I attach here, three possible author photos for “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” (available for pre-order from Amazon)

 

Red Dress Code-01

Red Dress Code-02

Red Dress Code-03

 

(I am 62 years old! –and proud of it. No makeup in these photos, by the way… No enhancements of the hair –have to say it, because I’m proud of this while it lasts! –no weaves, no hair pieces, no wig and no extensions, not even any relaxer! –only genetics! -and we all have that)

 

Almost done with reviewing the PDF of the book!  how exciting all of this is becoming! 

Photographer is Ansted Moss, his assistant was, is the wind..

 

Please stay tuned!