Category Archives: poametry

Pushcart Prize!

PUSHCART PRIZE NOTIFICATIOBN - "BLUE COMING.jpg

 

Received notification just minutes ago, abouut my Poem, “Blue Coming” written after a poem by my Thing seen with me  in my featured photo: 

read the essay  Fuckin Muse, Journety into Collaboration here.

 

My Thing,  also a poet, wrote 

What you Can’t understand is  is that Poetry is Connected to the Body again

The essay in which my poem , “Blue Coming” emerges as response, continuation of his essay, extends his essay and takes the poem and meanings to places it skirted, but my poem enters these locations, and the result? A prize-winning poem!

 

This is the best news that has happened in a very long time.  A moment a poet lives for, a moment a poet writes for, Sustaining!

 

Read the Abstratc mag initial interview all suroundng ths poem 

(“Fuckin’ Muse: Journey into Collaboration”)

 

and read Blue Coming here.

 

 

 

 

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!

Relocation

The time has come.  Goodbye Ypsilanti, hello again Ann Arbor.

Tomorrow is the official day!  Dream Baby is coming back to town! 

Moved to Ann Arbor, Michigan from Massachusetts, became very ill, rupture of a cranial aneurysm , 2011, survived, against all expectations, and my life was forver changed for the better, improved I mean,  divorced after 40 years of marrage, a change I really needed, having married as a teenager who knew nothing, not really; I thought I knew a few thngs, but I really didn’t.  

Mostly, although I was married for such a long time, wedding in 1973, turns out that I knew nothing about love,  not really.   But a friend of mine (Thomas Robert Higgginson)  did, and we got together for the best weekend of my life, became the basis of a romance novel, I was finally able to write, my favorite book of all my thirteen books: 

new-kiss-horizon

New Kiss Horizon

details on acquisition of this book:

Link to “New Kiss Horizon” on Smashwords:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/683373

Link to “New Kiss Horizon” paperback on Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/New-Kiss-Horizon-Thylias-Moss/dp/1540584496

Link to “New Kiss Horizon” Kindle book on Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/New-Kiss-Horizon-Thylias-Moss-ebook/dp/B01N1K0PLC

Link to Thylias Moss Amazon writer page:

https://www.amazon.com/Thylias-Moss/e/B001JSBOQQ

Vashtis Blog (narrator of NKH, maintaining a blog so that readers may keep in touch with developments in the character’s life beyond the book:

Vashti’s blog URL:

https://vashtisblog.wordpress.com/

Presently working on a book about my father; a book I have needed to write for many years. He and my son (I was finally able to have) are the people most like me in the world.  My father was the most soft-hearted man –and I am soft-hearted too. My     son may be soft-hearted also, but life itself and the world not fully hospitable to such nature has tried to crush this, has tried to hammer it out of us, but my heart, agaist all reason, defiant in its softness had not curled up and died, the ventricles useless, chambers unvisited and exploited.

This too is legacy.  

A softer legacy to be sure.  I wish he had lived to know any of this for himself. 

My father - main portrait

This Heart will survive. 

Of course I like memories, but I prefer things of substance, the physics of what  can held in my hands, hot or cold, even if it burns, I want the marks of  living well, of knowing these feelings; there is a cost of knowledge, and for those who maintain the story of origins involving Adam and Eve,  the cost of knowledge was the loss of paradise, but I suggest  that the knowledge gained perhaps was worth that loss; for they gained a physicality that is very much enjoyed around the world, among all species the propagate –he way it’s  done: interaction and connection of bodies:

the actual paradise of pleasure.

American Poetry Review cover!

I made the cover of American Poetry Review for January/Februray 2017!

american-poetry-review-cover

Happy New Year all!

Here is the video poam I made of the same title: “Hypnosis at the Bird Factory”:

Hypnosis at the Bird Factory” is one of the New poems in my tenth book, “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code

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 and here is a link to my “Wannabe” YouTube playlist, featuring the video poams I made related to this book, including the video poam  that is the source of the title of “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code“:

Video poems related to my new book!

Here is the URL for video poems/poams related to my just published book, Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” (by Thylias Moss).  You will note that the book title derives from the video poem, this video is the source of so much.

 

LFMK prose poems –by Thylias Moss

So happy to report:

LFMK (looking for my killer) [where controversy breeds] copy

American Journal of Poetry featuring my prose poems:

Introduction to LFMK, “absolute alleys of hardcore opportunity,”,   “yes Melvie, my killer comes to Inaccessible Island with apologies & cigarettes”, and “iron maiden possibilities; also silo in the time of scurvy” has now gone live here 

(at this URL:)

http://theamericanjournalofpoetry.com/p-moss.html

Thanks to Robert Nazarene for inviting me to submit these pieces from my LFMK collection of prose poems: Looking For My Killer to:

The American Journal of Poetry 

a link to the you Tube video with the same title: LFMK (Looking for my Killer) [where controversy breeds] :

all vocals written and performed by Thylias Moss, and all music for  Looking For My Killer composed and performed by Ansted Moss 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqQWGsWftBg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqQWGsWftBg

Please enjoy!  Thank you.

PDF received! –of “Wannabe”

Happy to report that there is progress toward my 11th book! — “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code”!   –to be published in September 2016… Not yet on the Persea site, but it will bewannabe_front

 

I have received a PDF of the book, my eleventh,  from Persea! and a fine photographer I know very well has taken some high resolution  photos of me, one of which will be the author photo for this new book!

 

I will attach a low-resolution photo since that is all I have at this time, but I am  of course, wearing a “Red Dress”, the same dress I wear in the high resolution versions (it’s been so warm in Michigan this winter, that it was easy to go outside for the high-res photo shoot):

 

RED DRESS CODE-04

 

Of course, I cannot share the PDF, but seeing it is so wonderful, as this means that the book is progressing –can’t wait until I can actually hold a copy in my hands, crack its spine, smell it, use all of  my senses in exploring the book –perhaps I will even lick it –can’t say for sure.  Taste it, listen as I fan the pages, capture a few selfies of my indulgence…. I will immerse myself in “Wannabe” –I will be thinking about just what it is that I wannabe… Perhaps I’ll reveal some of what I wannabe at readings to promote this book…  

 

I haven’t had a new book since “Tokyo Butter” in 2006, also from Persea Books, with a 40X USB microscope scan of a flower form my cousin’s funeral on the cover.  Her death was so shocking to me, so devastating — she was more like a sister to me than anyone…and so I began a search for her, some forms of her still had to be in the world, I reasoned in my grief, and the poems in the book are an outcome of my search for my cousin, called “Dierdre” in the book, but that of course, is not her actual name…  a collection of Limited Fork Theory poems.

 

Tokyo Butter cover

 

 

I will continue to enjoy the PDF of “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Galley’s of Realities Red Dress Code” (I have a you tube video poam of the same name, and I will post thet video here:

 

 

 

 

–I don’t feel quite as dramatic a connection with the PDF as I will with the actual book, but I am so enjoying it!  My new book does not yet appear on Persea’s website, but I’m sure it will, as we get closer to publication time.  The link I’ve made to Tokyo Butter  is to its Amazon location.

 

 

 

Coming next month, however, is a visit to the Pulitzer Fine Arts Gallery in St. Louis, MO where I have a video poam (“poam” is a “limited fork theory” term : Product of Act[s] of Making” in the Ellipsis show (15 April – 2 July 2016): “The Glory Prelude to a Widow Shrine System”will also be one of the new poems in “Wannabe” –and it was also published in “The Offing” (link takes you to my print poem: “The Glory Prelude“)

 

and here are some video stills from the video poam: The Glory Prelude to a Widow Shrine System“.. I will be at the Pulitzer for the opening of the show by the way… Perhaps I’ll see you there.

 

Ellipsis brocheye announcing Ellipsis Show, featuring work by Thylias MossTHE GLORY PRELUDE (to a widow shrine system)enlarged-Hi_RES_03

Tressy Doll and Baby Flo

Piano Hair, video stilll from "The Glory Prelude"

“Toy Piano” on which “Piano Hair, the music of the Glory Prelude soundtrack, was both composed and performed by Ansted Moss (this link takes you to some of the short videos he’s made and posted on Vimeo).  I provide all vocals of the sound track which includes some performing of a version of the print poam

THE GLORY PRELUDE (to a widow shrine system)enlarged-Hi_RES_05-2THE GLORY PRELUDE (to a widow shrine system)enlarged-Hi_RES_17-1THE GLORY PRELUDE (to a widow shrine system)enlarged-Hi_RES_06-1THE GLORY PRELUDE (to a widow shrine system)enlarged-Hi_RES_07-2

That’s about it for this update right now!

truth

Getting close to the Detroit Lit Walk sponsored by ML Liebler! I will be performing: “Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia” and I couldn’t be happier about performing this poem!  19 September 2015. 1:00 pm N’Namdi’s in Detroit!

The N’Namdi Center for Contemporary Art

52 E. Forest Ave.
Detroit, MI 48201
Phone:  313-831-8700

Email:   nnamdicenter@gmail.com

 

“Thylias Moss: Artist on the Cutting Edge”

ONE OF MY POEMS (“A RECONSIDERATION OF THE BLACKBIRD”) READ BY SOMEONE ELSE

Thylias Moss: “Out of the Blue”

 

Actual Detroit lit walk poster2

“Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia” will be in my new & Selected collection of poetry: “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” scheduled for publication September 2016 by Persea Books.

 

I couldn’t be more excited about this book, and certainly about this poem!

Update to this post: A small declaration of even newer life:
What I said day before yesterday:
I am steadily working on building a new life for myself. Despite what hurts, what helps, and what sometimes does both. I was stupid to stay so long in a relationship I knew wasn’t right practically from the beginning! He was cheating on the teenager me right from the beginning –I found out two weeks after the wedding, and yet I stayed –for forty years, Just glad to be out of that marriage… And now… My own poetry is suffering, my new and selected volume due out in the fall of 2016 will contain a poem written while I was married and my “signature” poem about myopia seems to be about him, and I can’t allow my new book, first book since 2006, to appear to center on him… I have submitted a revision, and at least it was true at the time of the revision. I can live with more recent –temporary– truth, than I’m willing to live with old truth no longer true at all, and not in my poetry where truest forms of me reside… I remain hopeful that newer temporary truths will prevail so my 2016 NEW & selected (emphasis on NEW) will steer me towards newer forms of life that I become able to find….

THE UPDATE:
I have learned that my poetry editor agrees with me concerning the revision; a version of the revision WILL BE! in my new collection, my editor said the re-vision is “a ‘very’ impressive poem. Amazing work, you!”
–I could feel it as I wrote it! Embedded in the words and my need for those words to be heard! –and they were!
That tremendous music!
I really had the sense of surviving all of what I’ve been through!
Poetry indeed has such power!
Poetry is saving my life!
The truest forms of me can learn how to breathe again through that poem! My editor read them and felt it too!
A surging of current!
A form of merger between multiple ways of trying to understand, trying to see “myopia!”

 

7:05pm
As I attempt to live my new life without baggage, I specifically mean without the lies. I WANT TRUTH, AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH! I AM NOT LIVING BACKWARDS ANY FURTHER. Sorry if this direction disconnects you from me. Absolutely necessary. My name has been “Moss” for 42 years! –all of my books have been published by “Thylias Moss” –yes; at the divorce, I was offered the chance of resuming my maiden name, but as all of my professional life was as “Thylias Moss” I kept the name! I like MY NAME NO MATTER HOW I GOT IT. –AND I WANT NO DISCUSSIONS ABOUT MY KEEPING THE NAME! –the name is mine! –whether or not I remain married… My post! –make a post of your own if you want one; say whatever you like on your page, just as I will say whatever I like on my page… Every official document I have says: “Thylias Moss” is who I am, because that’s true! –THYLIAS MOSS IS WHO I AM! –if MY name is baggage, this is the only luggage I will continue to carry. Be careful how you respond. MY LIFE, MY PAGE, MY “BAGGAGE” with a luggage tag for “THYLIAS MOSS” because that’s who I am! Period.

Some TRUTH I try to live by:

My words to live by (with thanks to Linda Hedrick whose post led me to them). I am not going to allow either my MS or my traumatic brain injury to rule my life. Period!
Billy Connolly is refusing to let Parkinson’s disease bring him down.
The 72-year-old comedian was diagnosed with the brain condition in 2012 – in the same week he was told he had prostate cancer and had two hearing aids fitted – and although it has prevented him from playing the banjo he doesn’t dwell on the degenerative impacts.
He said: “I am doing as well as can be expected. Some people get grim, but I do not.
“Funny doesn’t go away it just changes slightly, maybe some people get grim but I don’t. I think it is an attitude – you say screw it, let’s get on with it.
“You cannot sit at home wondering about your symptoms. It is not going to go away.
“It has never crossed my mind that I am gonna die. What is dying anyway? It is just a light going out?”
‘The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies’ actor admitted the disease is a constant reminder of his late friend Robin Williams who had the same condition before committing suicide.
During a radio interview promoting his Canadian tour, he explained: “It depressed me terribly. You don’t find a way out of it. You find a place to put it where you can access when you want it. Like your mother or father’s death you never get over it, you just find a place to put it.
“We were both angry about things.
“For instance the guy who gave me the final diagnosis that I had Parkinson’s said it was incurable. Now I think that is terrible; he should have said we have yet to find a cure … Leave me a little light on in the corner for Christ’s sake.”
From: http://www.irishexaminer.com/breakingnews/entertainment/billy-connolly-on-his-parkinsons-diagnosis-funny-doesnt-go-away-it-just-changes-slightly-694531.html

 

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No matter what, it is the truth I want, the truth I need, and that means no longer pretending that the niece of my ex is my daughter, or that he child is my grandchild or her grandchild, my great grandchild.  THIS IS THE TRUTH!  Her biological mother is alive, a sister of my ex! –her child has a living grandmother, a biological grandmother! And her grandchild has a living, biological great grandmother, and it isn’t me! –THAT IS THE TRUTH! 

I learned yesterday that my ex had led his sister to believe that he was the biological father of my only biological son, but NOTHING COULD BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH! –MY EX IS INFERTILE! –he did not father my child, he COULD NOT FATHER MY CHILD OR ANY CHILD! –he also led his sister to believe that I had more pregnancies (that he fathered)  after my son, pregnancies that ended in  miscarriage, and this is A BALD-FACED LIE, when all I want it the TRUTH! –I’ve had only two pregnancies in my life, the first when I was fifteen and raped, becoming pregnant as a result of that rape… I did not have that baby; I was in high school… my only other pregnancy occurred when I was 36 and so ready for a baby!  I revisited fertility centers I had visited with my ex in Cambridge , Massachusetts where we lived, and the outcome was always the same, and of course, the woman was always blamed for the childlessness…  We even tried in-vitro fertilization three times, my eggs and my ex’s sperm in a Petri dish, and nothing happened… When asked if we would consider a sperm donor –as was recommended,  I agreed, but my ex said: “ABSOLUTELY NOT” Nothing I could do right then, but I was not about to give up my only opportunity to be pregnant because of that selfishness and inability to accept his infertility, a protection of an outdated sense of manhood.

So I returned to a fertility center, and requested a donor, and I became pregnant right away, and I was told by one of the fertility clinic’s doctors, “What a difference a good sample makes!”  I WAS NEVER THE CAUSE OF THE INFERTILITY… SEEMS SOMETHING MY EX JUST WILL NOT ACCEPT AS TRUTH ABOUT HIMSELF.

I JUST WANT THE TRUTH!

 

FORTHCOMING PUBLICATIONS!

Looking ahead to 2016 projects already definite; just waiting for contracts… 

My big book of New & Selected Poetry, book 11, “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities” RED DRESS Code” is definite, and scheduled for publication September 2016, fro Persea Books. Video poam of the same name.

         

This book: “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities RED DRESS CODE“, new and selected poetry, poametry too, according to the Institute of 4orkological Studies, and a sister Limited Fork Theory site  and also  a really big book for me, first major publication since 2006 and Tokyo Butter also from Persea; my new books not yet on the Persea calendar of forthcoming publications, but this is indeed definite.

        possible cover –not yet decided! –could be Jacob Lawrence: Tombstones:    

JACOB LAWRENCE- TOMBSTONES

Also coming in 2016 is my collection of prose poams, “LFMK: Looking For My Killer” possible from Wayne State University Press –really unsure at this time… But this is also happening. book 12, no idea what a cover might look like –exists only as a manuscript.

Also a vido poam of the same name:

But even more exciting, a more personal collection is an untitled group of poems, a chapbook is what I have in mind… A series of inspired poems, all responses to poems by a poet friend of mine… I have at least two that so far I haven’t written yet! –I’ve collected all the data I need to write them, I just have to do it, and I can’t remember being this energized about my writing in a very long time….  

               I definitely have a MUSE for this untitled project!

I will definitely say more about this when there is more to tell.

Also coming up in an exhibition of one of my video poams: The Glory Prelude (link is to a print poem version in The Offing) a video poam, music by Ansted Moss

, my son, composed and performed on my toy piano, (got it when I was about five) 

  Toy Piano-2Toy Piano-1featuring images of my mother and of me…

Florida and Thylias in Florda's dining room with view of kitchen

Florida and Thylias in Florda’s dining room with view of kitchen

that will be exhibited at The Pulitzer Arts Foundation in St. Louis, MO, part of the “You Here Now” exhibit