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April 1, 2013
WHY DON'T I
ever write about being queer? I lead a pretty queer life. I talk about queerness ever day. But why have so few of my queer experiences, opinions, and concerns made it into my poetry? In After the Witch Hunt there are arguably just three queer poems. And one is fiction. Why, when I write about queerness, is it so often masked in fiction? Does it have something to do with femme invisibility in the queer world? Is it my privilege of stealth worming its way into my art? Is it simply because I’ve had more heterosexual experiences than queer ones? I am not sure what the answer is, but I am going to remedy it.
Happy First Day of National Poetry Month, TUMBLEES. It’s about to get pretty gay.
March 30, 2013
Erm, hi :). I hope you do that online poetry course again. When I'm legal enough to have a Paypal. I'd really love to enroll
I would love to have a high school student or two in the class. I will also take checks and credit cards so if there is some payment you can work out with your family or anyone old enough to have a PayPal, I’d be happy to have you!
March 29, 2013
TAKE AN ONLINE POETRY COURSE WITH ME!
Hi TUMBLRarians!
I’m teaching an online poetry course.
I want the chance to read & write poems with you.
Click on for more information!
Poems that Don’t Suck:
An Intensive Reading, Writing & Performance Course
with Megan Falley
Course Outline
Course Creator
Megan Falley received her Bachelor of Arts degree in English Literature and Creative Writing from the State University of New York at New Paltz in 2010. In addition to her full length collection of poetry, After the Witch Hunt, released by Write Bloody Publishing in 2012, her work has appeared in PANK, Muzzle, Vinyl, The Legendary, The Literary Bohemian, The Nervous Breakdown, decomP, >kill author, Union Station Magazine, Danse Macabre, and several anthologies. She is a nationally acclaimed performance poet who has represented NYC’s LouderArts Slam Team, has toured the country and Canada delivering electrifying performances of her own work for appreciative audiences, as well as teaching the spoken word in High Schools and Universities alike. Falley is perhaps most celebrated for her ability to transcend the divide of “stage” and “page” poetry, creating work that has a home in both categories. Her objective is to help other writers excel in both worlds of poetry that academia and spoken word artists often try to polarize.
Objectives:
In this course you will read a lot of poetry that doesn’t suck, and listen to poets who read their work in a way that doesn’t suck. You will be given three writing prompts each week, both subject and language based, to help get you out of a sucky writing funk. You will learn sustainable editing and revision practices to keep your work from not sucking long after the class is over. You will receive valuable feedback from the course creator and your classmates on both writing and performance. In the end you should except to have at least ten new poems that don’t suck, and you will be asked to submit some of them to online publications. Because being published doesn’t suck either. And this class won’t suck. It will actually be quite delicious.
To Apply:
Send an e-mail to meganfalley@gmail.com with the subject line “Poems That Don’t Suck: Application.”
Include the following in your e-mail: Your name, your experience in writing poetry/performing poetry/reading poetry, the title and author of your favorite poem, and include the text of what you believe to be your best written poem to date.
Classes are from May 6th – July 22nd 2013.
Classes will cap off at 12 students.
You will need to create a Google Plus account and have access to a web cam.
Classes are $12 each. There are 12 weeks of class. Please send the total cost, $144 on PayPal to MeganFalley@gmail.com. This is my preferred method of payment, though I will also accept check and credit card. Please let me know how I can make a payment plan work for you.
Syllabus:
Week One: An Introduction to Not Sucking
A Comprehensive Lecture on Avoiding the Suck
Week Two: Who Am I and Why Am I Here?
Identity Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Three: I Read the Huffington Post
Political Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Four: Daddy Issues
Family Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Five: Your Eyes Are Not Like Oceans
Love Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Six: I Sound Better in the Shower
Performance Workshop # 1
Week Seven: Putting the ART in Fart
Funny Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Eight: A Stanza in Their Shoes
Persona Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Nine: Are Those Antlers on Your Head
or Are You Just Happy to Be Swimming?
Magical Realism Poems That Don’t Suck
Week Ten: Not Your Hero
Poems in Which You Might Suck a Little.
Week Eleven: Singing Into Your Hairbrush
Performance Workshop # 2
Week Twelve: There’s No Place Like Poem
Finding a place for your work through submission, self-publishing, performing at your local scene and YouTube.
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March 28, 2013
cristoferpark:
Over 2 years on T, and decided to reward myself...
Over 2 years on T, and decided to reward myself for being alive. The quotes from two different spoken word artists, Andrea Gibson and Miles Walser. Both awesome and inspirational people you should check out.
this is so, so beautiful. such an incredible way to honor yourself and those incredible poets too!
March 24, 2013
meet Ethnic Bethanie
no you can’t
touch my hair that’s
where i keep all my
secrets all my black
girl magic secrets
all my black girl rage and
secrets oh you think
i’m mixed i’ll tell you a
funny story it’s about men
on horseback and what
they did to my people here’s
a spoiler:
my skin tone is the
punchline.
turtleduckie:
My take on Megan Falley’s ”What the Hour Hand...
My take on Megan Falley’s ”What the Hour Hand Said to the Minute Hand.”
Supposed to be read clockwise, starting from the bottom panel on the left page.
And because it might be a bit difficult to read:
“At 7:35 A.M, you lay your tired body on mine
before peeling off, like a slow band-aid.
At 8:40 you sprint home and make instant coffee.
At 9:45 we finally drink it, cold.
I finish your leftover half.
By 10:50 you are already breathless.
I live for every time we overlap.
When 11:55 comes I spend the entire minute convincing you to stay.
You never do.
By noonI put my hands on your shoulders and say, “Baby,
you’re getting thin.All this running in circles and barely sitting down to eat.”
At 1:05 you tell me that while you were gone,
15,300 babies were born.
At 2:10 you don’t say a word,
just come in and kiss me for sixty seconds straight.
At 3:15 we sit quiet, listening to rain falling everywhere
in the world at once: all 15,000 tons.
At 4:20 we pull a little from the tight joint I keep behind your ear.
You do not inhale.
At 5:25 you meet me for happy hour.
My neck already salted, a lime wedged in my teeth,
a shot of tequila sitting on the bar.
At 6:30 Ihear the ticking.
I count your heartbeat like seconds between thunderclaps.
By 7:35 I can see you in the distance,
each second a tease until you drape over me.
We always love quick and you never let me hold you.
I dream of drinking you through a straw.
At 8:40 you watch my beard grow 0.00027 of an inch.
At 9:45 we do not speak.
Too many people have died since we last met.
At 10:50 we pray for a meteor,
at least a clumsy kid to spill sugar in our gears.
11:55is my favorite.
We’re only apart for mere minutes.
But at midnight you’ll apologize sixty times
because it will always be like this.
At 1:04 AM I am already sleeping.
It’s exhausting loving someone
who is constantly running away.”
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WOW! Thank you! I love this so much.
Hey, if you have a print of this, could you possibly send it to me? I’ll send you some poems in return!
"Today’s your birthday and I knew it
from the second I woke up but I don’t
imagine that by sending..."
from the second I woke up but I don’t
imagine that by sending you my smiling face
you’ll suddenly stop being a junkie and start
being the kind of man I need to keep myself alive.”
- Sean Patrick Mulroy, “poem to a lover on his birthday,” published on The Bakery (via nps2013)
That’s a Write Bloody Sandwich! In the middle of my...
That’s a Write Bloody Sandwich! In the middle of my boyfriend and my publisher, two men i adore so much! And the brilliant Lauren Zuniga snapped this one. Whatta life.
March 23, 2013
heartandchaos:
I have a problem. Mindy Nettifee. Lauren Zuniga....
I have a problem. Mindy Nettifee. Lauren Zuniga. Megan Falley. #newbooks
The best problem!
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