We were honored to be invited back to perform at the Hambidge Auction, a benefit to support the Hambidge Creative Residency (check them out if you haven’t already). Zac and Allison joined me this time, and we wrote for five hours with only a short break in the middle. The topics ranged from sweet (“50th Wedding Anniversary”) to not so sweet (“Dental Dams”), but we had fun and enjoyed talking to everyone who came by. Check out our poems below:
Jon and I wrote at Atlanta Streets Alive on Peachstree Street this past Sunday. We got a disproportionate number of requests from businessmen in town for a conference where they were looking for various items on a scavenger hunt, and somehow we became part of their search. Other than that, it was a rather pleasant day of writing poems. You can see the results for yourself below:
Yesterday Alyssa, Zac, and I wrote Free Poems for Streets Alive — certainly one of our favorite events. This was Alyssa’s first foray into Free Poems, and she did great!
We have a number of Streets Alive regulars, and it is a treat to write a poem for them every time.
We wrote poems on “Mystical Caves and Mushrooms,” “Gonorrhea,” “Deportation,” “Spooky Skeletons,” “Sesquipedalians,” “Donald Trump for President,” and many other demanding topics. Here are some photos, including just about all of the 70 or so poems we wrote.
We wrote free poems at the Atlanta Zine Fest this past Saturday, July 18, 2015. The event was organized by Murmur Media and hosted at Murmur, Mammal, and Eyedrum. I was really impressed by all the creators, artists, writers, and zine-sters who showed up.
In keeping with the theme of zines and DIY-goodness, we decided to make a zine out of the poems we wrote and have the zine produced and available for participants by the end of the day. How did we do it? As soon as we wrote a poem, we sent it (via text) to our dedicated zine-ster Jon Ciliberto, who was stationed in an [as yet undisclosed] location. Jon printed out our poems and cobbled together a zine, and then delivered the zine to our FPOD table only hours after we wrote our first poem:
Here’s the PDF of the zine. You may also read it on Issuu.
Zac and Nisa showed up a little late, so unfortunately many of their poems weren’t sent to Jon in time for publication in the zine. But we do have photos of their poems, which you can check out below.
Apart from an amazing rainstorm (which did not deter us), everything went as smoothly as we could have hoped! AZF was great and we hope to do it again next year.
My friend Catherine Moore had a booth at the Atlanta Cycling Festival Closing Bash today and was nice enough to let me write free poems there.
Here are a few of the demands I was able to (hopefully) satisfy:
Our favorite Eftenpoet (see above) came back for the weekend, so Jon and I decided to make an event of it. It was Friday, May 22, and we hopped on the Marta during morning rush hour. Truth be told, we were rather late, and missed the crowdy-crowds, but there were still enough late comers to write poems for. We wrote on many topics, particularly love, love, love, and more love (OK we wrote many different poems on one topic). There were other topics too, like “life”… Interesting anecdotes from this event:
- a good samaritan came up to us after refusing our offer for free poems and told us that what we were doing was not allowed on the Marta! We informed him that we were not asking for money, and that the poems were entirely free. He said that this was still not allowed! And that he will report us to the authorities! Thank your lucky stars that this man is riding the Marta and keeping your best interests in mind. I don’t know what we’d do without him (oh, I know… continue writing poems?)
- a woman requested a poem on the topic of “my man”… then she thought better of it and changed it (wisely) to “my kids”
- several really enthusiastic demanders, always grateful to them. We love writing poems on the train, it’s a different experience than at festivals. People are more surprised, and thus more delighted (if they are receptive to that kind of thing) or more angry (if they are not)
Jimmy, Priscilla, and I wrote these poems at an “Art of Community in Atlanta” event, hosted by the Annie E. Casey Foundation and we were invited by Wonderoot. It was hot, loud… but some fun poem-writing.
Another year, another book festival. This year we set up our table in a new location: outside of the Art Institute of Atlanta. Thanks to them and Eyedrum, we were able to get a space in DBF as part of eXperimental Writers Asylum. Also thanks to Wonderroot for providing the tent. Aside: we now have an Instagram account, so please follow us there for instant-er photos in the future.
Day one: nice day, poets who came out included me, Jon, Zac, Allison and Ping Pong. New free-poet Shyla also joined us, though she wouldn’t let us photograph any of her poems! I don’t blame her, photography steals the soul, right? The demand was INSANE. We had to close our doors an hour early, at 3pm, so that we could catch up. Alas, many of the poems we wrote were not picked up (41). The weather held out and it rained about half an hour after we packed up.
Day two: hot and humid! Poets who came out included me, Michael, Zac, Jon, Robin, Eftenbad, and new free-poet Sipai. Demand continues to be insane. We did our best, but didn’t have time to take photos of all our poems, unfortunately. About 20 unclaimed poems from day two. Here is some photographic documentation:
At the Annie E. Casey Foundation Atlanta Civic Site, 2-6 pm.
The Annie E. Casey Foundation, Atlanta Civic Site is hosting and collaborating with local communities, residents, partners and corporate sponsors to create an exciting and memorable “Art of Community” experience on the Casey Foundation.
352 University Ave.
Atlanta, GA, 30310