Sydney. Australia. Tonight.
Where I’m about to spend the next 16 hours. Qantas. Dallas. Sydney bound. (at Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport (DFW))
Listening to this man sing makes me feel like the downward spiral I find the world right now to be inside of will be pulled out of. Like we’ll finally have not only the collective realization that all the bullshit is so infinitesimal but also surmountable and we’ll do just that. Like I walked into a church that, finally, was the one everyone us found ourselves sitting inside of.
Watch the video of Mr Porter performing “Be Good (Lion’s Song)” here. With Chip Crawford on piano. Courtesy of nprmusic, found via thirteen.
The videos portion of the Write Bloody Publishing submissions are up (or at least a good number of them). Check out the videos of this year’s batch of finalists here on Youtube. As the Youtube search may not reveal all of them, be sure to check out the full list of folks here.
And check out the sampling of the upcoming fall titles by clicking the pic below.
Photo of Write Bloody books from Kayla
Tonight I’ll be reading at Powell’s, at their SE Hawthorne branch. Powell’s is one of my favorite places in the world and I am super excited to be reading at my former neighborhood bookstore. If you’ve already come to one of my previous Portland readings, you should still come out–every one of my PDX readings will have had a different feel and largely different batch of poems to share. I have a new book out called Songs From Under The River, which collects some of my more popular poems from over the years, along with unheard ones and new pieces. I’ll be sharing work from that book. Come on out, it should be good time tonight.
Facebook event page.
The Bevelers, on the stage outside my old room. Pointy House backyard. Tonight.
With dusk coming in. SE Portland, outside my old home. (at Pointy House, 2930 SE Clay)
BYOBBQ. Facebook event page here