Thursday, September 30, 2010

A question for Russell: is this the class you were telling us about (in May)? I thought you were going to teach it in November. At any rate, could you tell us the course title and time for the next class? Thanks! This is the first time I have 'returned' to this site since our class ended. Nice posts here! --Karyn

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Journals to look up

I've chosen a handful of journals I think are very interesting and worth your time to study and analyze as benchmarks of today's poetry landscape.

DIAGRAM: http://www.webdelsol.com/DIAGRAM/3_3/index.html
Octopus: http://www.octopusmagazine.com/issue05/html/main.html
horse less review: http://www.horselesspress.com/
elimae: http://www.elimae.com/
Leveler: http://www.levelerpoetry.com/
Super Arrow: http://www.superarrow.org/
The Portland Review: http://www.portlandreview.pdx.edu/
The Paris Review: http://www.theparisreview.org/
Poetry: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/index.html
The Iowa Review: http://iowareview.uiowa.edu/
Conduit: http://www.conduit.org/
MiPOesias: http://www.mipoesias.com/MIPO/Home.html
Shampoo: http://www.shampoopoetry.com/
Coconut: http://www.coconutpoetry.org/
LIT: http://litmagazine.wordpress.com/
La Petite Zine: http://www.lapetitezine.org/
ACTION YES: http://www.actionyes.org/
Black Warrior Review: http://blackwarrior.webdelsol.com/
Indiana Review: http://indianareview.org/
Hanging Loose Press: http://www.hangingloosepress.com/
Glimmer Train: http://www.glimmertrain.com/

But you don't need to be limited to these. Here’s a massive list of poetry journals, all collected and updated frequently!
http://duotrope.com/listallmarkets.aspx?page=pubtype-p&sort=title

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Ars Poetica/Russell Jaffe/Sept. 14

It's day 1 of Frontiers of Poetry 2010, and here's the Ars Poetica I wrote in class:

A Toast

Raise like you would your mortal young.
In remembrance, splash stars like milk
across your chest and we'll lay down like
young beach nights and write poems about
Iowa.

There's no coast there--just the blue edges
of the map being what could be or have been,
the clouds being the earth's eyelids all the way
to your sunscreen, to the magnetic beach of
yourself,

to low tide, to whomever said that light is good
and cancels darkness' bads--they never saw
a comet tail and became a grain of sand.
So I have nothing to say, but
not for lack of gravity.






Also, here's some poems I've had published in Weird Deer and Action Yes.