EGG'S GOT LEGGGSSS!!!

SILK EGG's got two reviews, the first a revooooo in Press 1 by Thomas Fink. Here's an excerpt which I like because it is quite elucidating:

Dried papayas are still papayas, just much smaller ones.

Kidding, she chuckles. That sentence is indeed in the deeply intellectual review but perhaps here's one that does elucidate:

Tabios has performed what many would call an act of “shrinklit.” Those who don’t like to take the time to wade through a 350-page tome but want to have an aesthetic experience that includes some of the same ingredients will appreciate her consideration,...

I am considerate, indeed. Also a selective cutnpaste-r. That above excerpt continues on to say, "whereas those who believe that protracted immersion is a central component of novel-reading will not."

Fie. I can go Russian-long if I want to. I am the author, after all, of BRICK and SON-OF-A-BRICK! Anyhoo, I digress: do go read the review and if you go to the end, why, you will find out, Dear Reader, that you are a Writer, too!

The second review is by Nicholas Spatafora in OurOwnVoice.

Now, don't y'all want to know what peeps are talking about? Of course you do! Condition-precedent, though, would be to acquire those eggs. How-Tos and Where-Tos available HERE! Not to mention how they'd be a great source of protein!

RE. THAT HUMAN SPIRIT!

In the just-released issue of OurOwnVoice, Nicholas Spatafora offers a review of that which I once laid: SILK EGG. It's always interesting to see responses to one's writings -- thank you, Sir! I'm appreciative of any response that ends with "the enduring, resilient and determined nature of the human spirit"!

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And if above makes you curious about SILK EGG, do feel free to read what others have to say about it!

Nicholas T. Spatafora, OurOwnVoice, September 2011

rob mclennan, rob mclennan's blog, Aug. 22, 2011

Alan Baker, Litterbug, July 11, 2011

Stephen Hong Sohn, Asian American Lit Fans, June 19, 2011

Michael Leong, BIG OTHER, June 10, 2011

Zvi A. Sesling, Boston Area Poetry Scene, March 2, 2011

Joey Madia, New Mystics Reviews, Feb. 21, 2011

Jean Vengua, JEAN VENGUA, Jan. 30, 2011 and Feb. 6, 2011

Leny M. Strobel, Kathang Pinay, Feb. 1, 2011

Allen Bramhall, Tributary, Jan. 14, 2011

Check it out, please. I worked so hard on that book. Why, it took an entire month to write those Baker's Dozen's worth of novels...!

INNOVATION (CAN BE BUT) IS NOT NATIONALISTIC

I found it interesting to stumble onto this article for several reasons. Since this blog is about Moi, let's scroll down to where you see my name...

...in reference to a 2001 symposium in New York in which I participated regarding "Filipino Literature and the Arts in the Diaspora". The article references an idea I've launched more than once at these Filipino Literature-related forums about the "community" supporting its literature, to wit, about de facto enforced purchases of books as door prizes at the numerous conferences that sprout up within the community. The article mentions one "fundraising ball" where the prize was a Coach bag. Well, where's the imagination? One couldn't stick a less-than-$20-book into that bag that undoubtedly cost in the hundreds...?

Books can be less than $20. Why not purchase these books in bulk, add the resulting (discounted price of, say) $8 to the entrance fee which probably would not be noticed, and force the books into the attendees' hands? Even if they don't read it, said attendees would take it -- it is a freebie -- and bring it home and it may end up in a daughter's or son's hand....

Filipino social clubs, professional associations or activist groups frequently sponsor these big parties, conferences, etc. There is room within such infrastructure for mass promotion of a relatively inexpensive object like a book!

Okay, so I toss out this idea again -- hoping after a decade of it being ignored that this idea may yet get traction elsewhere. What else is internet for?

Meanwhile, do read Tricia J. Capistrano's well-wrought article which raises larger issues about what is "Filipino" in literature. Perhaps such might make you curious about reading moi SILK EGG which has received, so far, fabulous critical praise among a cognoscenti more rigorous than what typically populates mainstream publishing. Jest sayin'...

SILK EGG MISCHIEF

Well, chuckle. I didn't think of that! To wit, the book description is longer than the novel! That's a nota bene rob mclennan raises in his review of moi SILK EGG!

That SILK EGG is mischievous. And, huh, wonder what it says about moi blather that peeps respond well when said blather goes minimal...?! Maybe you should read SILK EGG, too (hah) and see what all these smart people are talking about in their revoos--they present a rather pleasing, mega-diverse landscape of how one reads differently the same words!

rob mclennan, rob mclennan's blog, Aug. 22, 2011

Alan Baker, Litterbug, July 11, 2011

Stephen Hong Sohn, Asian American Lit Fans, June 19, 2011

Michael Leong, BIG OTHER, June 10, 2011

Zvi A. Sesling, Boston Area Poetry Scene, March 2, 2011

Joey Madia, New Mystics Reviews, Feb. 21, 2011

Jean Vengua, JEAN VENGUA, Jan. 30, 2011 and Feb. 6, 2011

Leny M. Strobel, Kathang Pinay, Feb. 1, 2011

Allen Bramhall, Tributary, Jan. 14, 2011

The hubby wants chickens. Not enthused about creating more coyote fodder. But I'm thinking about it more ... those eggs ...

THAT SILK EGG JEST KEEPS ON LAYIN'...!

So gratified not to be trashed by Litterbug which offers a review of moi SILK EGG and TRUE CRIME by Julie Lumsden. Thanks to Alan Baker who writes --

I was won over on encountering these lines:

He moved into her gift, woke each morning to soft warm
lucidity, and agreed as regards the irrelevance of ribbons.

The understated sensuouness of that last line is superb. Each novel is an unfinished narrative, a set of fragments, for which the reader can supply completion, or, alternatively, they could just enjoy the phrasing, imagery and the sense of mystery each piece invokes. At one level, this book is a satire on contemporary novels, with each of the ten novels being a precis of a certain type. Thus, "Opium-Centred Lace", is - parody is too strong, and not the right word - is the ghost or shadow of a novel that might be a travelogue with some sort of love interest. But the language has a light touch and is too lyrical to be a straightforward satire

Click HERE for entire revoooo....

MEGA MOI

Very grateful indeed to Stephen Hong Sohn for his "Megapost" on three of my books over at Asian American Literature Fans (June 19, 2011). Typos will be corrected once Stephen's had a chance to rest his eyes from reading my writings and writing about it (laugh: rest his eyes...).

Anyway, this keen critic reviews Nota Bene Eiswein (Ahadada Books, 2009), Silk Egg: Collected Novels (Shearsman Books, 2011), and Footnotes to Algebra: Uncollected Poems 1995-2009 (BlazeVox Books, 2009).

I'm grateful Stephen chose to engage with my work, especially since he observed that my

work with all of its formal inventiveness always is undergirded by an attention to social contexts, however elliptically they may be represented.

Thank you, Stephen. It takes extra incisiveness to get the social in elliptic or absract spaces. I'm blessed you got it!

FROM OVAL TO EGG!

Moi DEEP THANKS to Michael Leong for his review of SILK EGG! It's one of the most interesting takes yet! Especially if you like Wunderkammers, go HERE to see how Moi, according to Michael, evolves the oval to an egg using language!

It's also mystically mathematical, which is to say, it's a blessing when, in poetry, I read something I wrote and know there's no way I can ever replicate it or even something similar to it. I want zones to which it'd later be impossible to return...because the universe contains so many mysteries to explore!

HAPPY 30TH ANNIVERSARY, SHEARSMAN BOOKS!

Happy to help celebrate with the publisher who helped hatch moi SILK EGG! Ahoy New Yorkers -- you are invited to:

CELEBRATING SHEARSMAN BOOKS' 30TH ANNIVERSARY
Celebrating Shearsman Books' 30th Anniversary - Free Admission!

Featuring the works of
Jill Magi, Anne Gorrick, Michael Heller, Nancy Kuhl, Richard Deming, Shira Dentz, Deborah Meadows, Elena Rivera, Mercedes Roffé, Mark Weiss, Maryrose Larkin, George Economou, and Joseph Bradshaw.

2011 marks the 30th anniversary of Shearsman Books, one of the UK’s most significant poetry publishers and one of the first post-national presses. Producing some 60 books a year, with many titles by American poets and translations in English that give voice to poets writing in Spanish, German, French, Galician, Norwegian, Turkish and more, Shearsman is committed to creating a global audience, and is noted both in the U.S. and abroad for its large numbers of first-book and experimental American authors of exceptional quality. This event exemplifies the diversity and excellence of recent American titles in the publisher’s catalog.

@ Bowery Poetry Club 308 Bowery (between Houston & Bleecker), New York City, NY
Saturday March 19 6:00-7:30 PM
Info:212-614-0505
mail@bowerypoetry.com
http://www.bowerypoetry.com/?#March_19

SLAP! AND HUMPTY-DUMPTY FALLS OVER THE WALL...!

So what do Whitman and I have in common? Apparently, we've slapped peeps across their faces! Or so the latest review of SILK EGG posits -- thank you, Mr. Zvi Sesling! -- over HERE at the Boston Area Poetry Scene.

Please do go over to check out that review -- after all, it's complimentary to Moi. Did you know I apparently employed in SILK EGG (and please note I never challenge anyone's response to my work) a technique similar to but more "creative and unique" than Rainer Maria Rilke's Die Weise von Liebe und Tod des Cornets Christoph Rilke (The Story of the Love and Death of Cornet Christoph Rilke)?

From Whitman to Rilke, People. Now. Please. Let this blog post result in just one -- JUST ONE, PEOPLE! -- sale of SILK EGG. Here's a hint: I discovered just the other day that SILK EGG's price on The Book Depository might be the lowest price available out there, in part because they ship free worldwide! That's right -- you Peeps in the Philippines or Finland or Vanuatu, Saint Pierre And Miquelon, or even Comoros: free shipping worldwide! Ye Americans, natch, can get with it, too!

Just one sale. For just one sale of a poet's book, I am cheerfully willing to be cheerfully shameless. Indeed, here are those who've engaged publicly to date with SILK EGG--don't you want to know why they go at times over the top, causing Moi to go over the top!!

Zvi A. Sesling, Boston Area Poetry Scene, March 2, 2011

Joey Madia, New Mystics Reviews, Feb. 21, 2011

Jean Vengua, JEAN VENGUA, Jan. 30, 2011 and Feb. 6, 2011

Leny M. Strobel, Kathang Pinay, Feb. 1, 2011

Allen Bramhall, Tributary, Jan. 14, 2011

Now, someone: bite! Geezus, it's exhausting selling a poet's book. EXHAUSTING!

Kerplunk & Crash!

THE MOST ACCURATE PORTRAYAL OF MOI HAS SURFACED--SHE IS HUMP-BACKED BY HUNCHES!--

IN the latest review of SILK EGG! Here's an excerpt, with said "portrayal of moi," by Joey Madia in New Mystics Review:

...Jorge Luis Borges’s “Library of Babel” (which also inspired Umberto Ecco’s Name of the Rose), a geometric wonder of a library wherein is contained all the possible combinations of words for every book ever written, or yet to be. Picturing this wondrous place one cannot help but to also imagine the weathered librarians, hunch-backed monks, rebellious demons, be-spectacled book collectors, and half-mad writers searching for new inspirations in its leaf-laden passages…

It is here, in this chamber, this mansion of the mind, that one best sits while reading SILK EGG, peering through the windows of hotels and apartments, restaurants and lighthouses, vineyards and wine cellars in places ‘round the world, with their self-isolated population of affluent and emotionally detached men and women reaching across chasms of hurt and apathy to try and connect with one another. Their places of cold confrontation and passive habitation are dressed in silk and pewter, rose and diamond, jade and moss, snakeskin and ruby, linen and leather, tulip and truffle, and opium and orchid.

They try and fail, and try again, their short-armed gestures and hollow words falling between the spaces, back into the library, where they reconstitute in new forms and better possibilities as we grab and grasp and turn them to our use.

Yes dears -- Moi is really just a weathered librarian, hunch-backed nun, rebellious demon (Hi Fallen Angels playing poker in the upper left-corner of each room in which I step!), bespectacled book-collector and half-mad writer! I wonder if "hunch-back" might have been a typo for "humpback" but I actually like the concept of being bowed by hunches! (Quasimodo--I never considered you ugly!)

And if you're intrigued by SILK EGG's review, hey it's also available for TRADE HERE!

MOI FIRST BOOK-LENGTH POEM!

Michael's humanities teacher had assigned the students to write fiction. Michael wrote a five-chapter novel entitled FITTING IN, which is especially brilliant, not because he happens to be son of a fiction writer but, because he's been learning English for less than two years.

But everyone in his 8th grade wrote fabulous work, such that the humanities teacher recently set up a "Reading Tea" where parents were invited to hear everyone read their favorite excerpts and then have a Q&A. What a fabulous way to give affirmation to the students' hard work!

I walked into the classroom where the reading was to be held. There was a table by the door with some cookies and hot water and tea bags. Suddenly, my son -- MY PUBERTY-RIDDEN SON! -- was greeting me at the door, guiding me to the table, and asking if I'd like some tea. Startled --THEN AMAZINGLY GRATIFIED OVER SUCH CIVILITY THANK YOU GOD! -- I eked out a "Yes." And I watched my son awkwardly put hot tea in a cup, put in a tea bag and give it to me. Then he led me to a chair where I could sit for the festivities.

THERE IS LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL! My son will yet grow up to be a gentleman, transcending recent knucklehead behavior! YEAHHHHHHH!

Never has tea tasted so delicious!

I am not a tea-drinker, by the way.

Anyway, he read his short story which was about the experience of a newly-adopted boy throwing a party without his parent's permission. It mentioned a hard-working Dad who often traveled away on business -- just like, ahem, the hubby! So the story was actually good in becoming a door to discuss how the hubby doesn't like traveling away from the family but it's his responsibility etc etc.

When you adopt, especially an older child, the "files" you get about their backgrounds are never complete. I've learned things, horrific things, about Michael's past from reading various stories he's written as class assignments. Horrific things ... that become yet part of the steel underpinning to my work-in-progress 147 MILLION ORPHANS. This manuscript also made major progress this week -- I think I figured out how it can become my first book-length poem (in the haybun form).

I've tried writing book-length poems before and failed miserably. And I've been affectionately egged on by my long-time editor Thomas Fink to do this form, in part because...I've never done it! Well, looks like I'll soon be putting a check-mark in that box! When it happens, I shall drink tea to celebrate the successfully-earned intimacy with such an alien!

Poetry is so mischievous with me -- of course that book is likely to be longer than my COLLECTED NOVELS. But, of course....!

Speaking of which, SILK EGG only been out a month. But it's already worth $149! Well,in Hong Kong dollars, that is. THIS IS AMUSING -- love that book description they chose. Guinness Book of World Records, Moi awaits you!

A BIG WEEKEND

First, Jean continues her engagement with SILK EGG! And I like how her second post about moi eggs concludes -- I think the making of art can "stave off anonymity or death." Not necessarily the resulting art (or poem) itself, mind you. But the process of its making. I think all artists know this -- in that space of making, there's not even such a thing as sanity vs insanity. Anyhoo, thanks for the yum yums, Jean.

Second, we celebrated Mom's 81st Birthday! With a book! Yay!

Third, the comments over MOI DESK evolved all Daniel Spoerri-like. Why, I even got an offer for which billionaires would release their billions! Whereas all Moi needed to sing forth, and I did, was the "humble hi-hello-hi-hi"! Here's THE DESK, btw, that has much potential, it seems, to get me into much mischief. But that would make sense -- here's where many poems are born!

THAT SILK-BOILED EGG IS SOOOOOO ... AMUSING!!!!!

Ahhhh: contexts indeed! And. now. : SILK EGG has caused the cerebral scholar Leny Strobel to engage in a shameless "illicit affair"! Like I was saying, reviews should be about what's yummy!

I like this excerpt

What is so special about Her birthland is replete with child soldiers? Just one sentence that would take a Nicholas Kristof an entire NYT column to expound on.

if only because I'm a fan of Nicholas D. Kristof's heart. Who'da thunk he'd show up in reference to my work? I did. That is, I hoped -- and now it happened! Poetry, too, is about faith!

MOISELF? I LIKE DINING ON MOI!

Tee-hee. If SILK EGG is partly about contexts, I'm quite appreciative of poet-and-food-critic Jean's reading that contextualizes the novels gustatorily. So to speak. And eat. She's providing a feast for the eyes, too! Here's an excerpt:

When I read the word marrow” in Chapter III–I’m sorry, but I think of soup. And not noodle soup, either, but nilaga, a rich broth made with beef bones, and vegetables (carrots, potatoes, cabbage) cut in very large pieces. After all, soup proceeds from “biology.”

            Once, there was biology.

            It produced a mother whose absence was a singe.

            It sang.

            It replaced marrow--a song camouflaged by inevitably aging bone.

“The evenings are always pleasingly raw” (Chapter IV) makes me flare my nostrils testing the freshness of flesh.

Thanks Jean! Looking forward to the rest of the meal!

Such, of course, is criticism at it's best -- it's not about what's good vs bad. It's about what's yummy!

SILK EGG'S BOXING POETICS

Speaking of SILK EGG, I love Allen Bramhall's take on how it "invade(s) the notion of context, not the life of the Author." I love it because it seems to be a conclusion only a reader can get to. It makes me wonder what the response would be by a reader who has never read anything before -- a reader who learned ABCs and words and then, for the first book, read SILK EGG.

Meanwhile, go HERE for Allen's map map that provides as stepping stones -- and it's fun for me to list the names dropped so I hereby list them! -- Henry James, Charles Baudelaire’s Poèmes en Prose, Tender Buttons by Gertrude Stein, John Ashbery and citing specifically Three Poems, Buddha, Jung, Heidegger, and (I love it! even) boxer Bob Fitzsimmons (even before Manny Pacquiao got moi attention, I'd long had a boxing book in mind). What I like in part about seeing others referenced in relation to my work is learning said work's context in a way that the context was not predetermined by me as Author. Dear Reader, I've said it before: Moi is all about Toi.

"...LIKE A RUSSIAN"?

Back in middle school, one way through which I was classified as weird is how I used to lug around with me those THICK BOOKS BY RUSSIANS, specifically Alexander Solzhenitsyn (though a top favorite was actually the relatively slim ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF IVAN DENISOVITCH). Anyway, the Russians, or my personal experience with them, reared their thick heads twice this morning. As SILK EGG starts making its way out there in the universe, for whatever reason, I had occasion this morning to email two recipients the same thing: that SILK EGG

"is not as short as those six-word novels but I was trying to write like a Russian."

It's a chortle! And if you want to know what I'm talking about, GO HERE!

BLURB & REVIEW

I am supplying the following "found blurb" for Dana Teen Lomax's upcoming full-length version of her Disclosure, to wit:

Dana Teen Lomax shows her ass and makes you want to kiss it.
–Eileen Tabios, Galatea Resurrects #12

That may be the best blurb I've ever provided anyone. I had reviewed a chap version of Disclosures in GR #12. I live, of course, to make you poets happy...

...because, in turn, karma makes Moi happy! To wit: Amazon Top Ten Reviewer Grady Harp just reviewed SILK EGG. Click below to see the whole thing -- I do suggest you see the whole thing since it calls Moi a "kaleidoscope":

Eileen R. Tabios continues to startle us with every publication she creates. Her mind must work like a finely turned kaleidoscope, every movement she makes results in something new, something we hadn't expected, something that starts our brains working in different ways. CLICK HERE TO SEE MORE.

By the way, for the record, I love how this review says that Jorge Luis Borges is the "source of the ideas for all of these novels." That's not true: I actually wrote the novels, then later superimposed Borges over them--indeed, to keep this all "pure", I've been careful to avoid reading Borges' short story "The Libary of Babel." Having said that, I don't mind that O'Harp reversed the Borges application to the project as it affirms my thought that it would be relevant to reference Borges after the project was writ. Poetry, too, can engender inspiration as or viz illusion. Anyway, that's a nota bene for your process-obsessed Peeps; I live, too, to make y'all happy.

And what are you waiting for? You can still cheaply order SILK EGG through its E-Book Launch!

JANUARY BOOK E-LAUNCH

I've turned down or otherwise had to pass on the last million invitations sent my way to do a reading or other gig. I don't take others' interest for granted. But I just can't leave the mountain except for the very managed carpool drives to my son's school. Well, now, it's a new year. So, of course I have a new book! But I'm not going to go anywhere to launch it. Which is a shame as it's one of my favorites among my own books and I'd love to celebrate its existence with others...

So hermit here instead is going to do an e-book launch. What does this mean? It means that I give you a chance to get my book at what would normally be its book launch rate (versus its listed retail price) were I doing a typical book launch. Good through Jan. 31, 2001, send me ten bucks and I'll send you my book SILK EGG: COLLECTED NOVELS, signed, with free domestic shipping if you live in the U.S. That'd be over a 41% discount, more if you include free domestic shipping.

My snailmail address is HERE and while you're over there, check out those Galatea Resurrects review copies in case something interests you! Meanwhile, here's new book info, now out and available for you:

from Shearsman Books:

Eileen R. Tabios: SILK EGG — Collected Novels
Published January 2011
Paperback, 132pp, 8.5x5.5ins, £9.95 / $17 / C$18.50
ISBN 9781848611436

Last century, I temporarily borrowed Jorge Luis Borges' chatelaine. I slipped off a certain key and made a copy before I returned it to its chains and the old man (OMG: can he ever snore!). Since then, I've been able to slip into Jorgie's Library of Babel whenever I wished—that permanent stain on the 7th floor's limestone windowsill was from the d'Yquem I'd carelessly spilled from my treasured wine glass (stolen previously from Vermeer). About a year after I wrote all of the novels that comprise SILK EGG, I returned to the Library of Babel's 7th floor with a bottle of Ajax cleanser ("stronger than dirt!") that I'd hoped would work this time in erasing proof of my unpermitted visitations: that hardened pool of "nectar of the gods" ever winking out a small sun from the bibliophilic dimness. It was during this yet again failed attempt at the domestic arts that I also stumbled across a book whose spine mirrored the color of the sweet liquid I'd spilled; I do love this wine's color—an apt symbol of enlightenment among Buddhists. I pulled out the book from the shelf, blew off the dust, opened it, and discovered there the same words that comprise SILK EGG. However, the novels were contextualized by the book's title: INEVITABLE GIBBERISH. I dispute the Library of Babel's context—but there's no need to take my word for it: I've decided to release SILK EGG to the public and have readers judge whether these novels are more than the leavings from more acceptable narratives as authors strive to use every letter, space and punctuation mark in every possible combination. (Eileen R. Tabios)

"The genius of Eileen R. Tabios is as generous as it is manifold. Reading Silk Egg, I suddenly feel myself becoming more perceptive, fantastical, mordant, impassioned, and artful. Just like the book itself. Read it, and the same can happen to you."
—Barry Schwabsky

Perhaps you'd be interested in seeing how a baker's dozen's worth of novels get to glimmer within one, 132-page book! It sure amused Moi a lot to pull it off!

Questions? Just email Moi at GalateaTen@aol.com

I BUY POETRY!

Yes I do! Here's my latest list of recently bought poetry books or books by poets:

Belladonna 2011 Subscription: "A Year in the Commons" featuring THE WIDE ROAD by Lyn Hejinian & Carla Harryman; LOOKING UP HARRYETTE MULLEN: INTERVIEWS ON SLEEPING WITH THE DICTIONARY AND OTHER WORKS by Barbara Henning; Belladonna limited edition chapbooks; SEASONS: QUARTETS (RECOMPOSED): WORDS MOVE / MUSIC MOVES: ONLY IN TIME -- THE FOUR SEASONS re-composed by Colette Alexander and Nancy Magarill, THE FOUR QUARTETS re-envisioned by Kristin Prevallet; and SUNDAY, THEORY: A TRANSLATION OF LA THEORIE, UN DIMANCHE (1988, Remue-Menage), a multi-authored, multi-genre (theory, fiction) volume of six Québécois Women: Louky Bersianik, Nicole Brossard, Louise Cotnoir, Louise Dupré, Gail Scott, and France Théoret, with short contemporary commentary by a diverse range of writers, and translated by Erica Weitzman, Pophana Brandes et al; edited by Rachel Levitsky and Gail Scott.

SILK EGG: COLLECTED NOVELS (2009-2009) by Eileen R. Tabios (IT'S unofficially OUT -- please buy it, too! Available at Amazon U.S. and U.K., SPD, The Book Depository (U.K.) B & N, Ingram, Baker & Taylor, etc.--GO HERE for the ordering links through various venues)

DAYS POEM by Allen Bramhall

PIGAFETTA IS MY WIFE by Joe Hall

HERON/GIRLFRIEND by Jen Tynes

UNABLE TO FULLY CALIFORNIA by Larry Sawyer

THE SECOND PERSON: POEMS by C. Dale Young;

FLUX, CLOTH & FROTH, Vol. 1 (text) by John Bloomberg-Rissman (You should buy some, too! Special Release Offer Here)

FLUX, CLOTH & FROTH, Vol. 2 (notes to poems) by John Bloomberg-Rissman (You should buy some, too! Special Release Offer Here)

SILK EGG ... IS IN THE HOUSE!

Aww...Santa Woof is bringing gifts!



So lookit what was brought!


Thanks Santa Shepherd! SILK EGG is divine on hand!