breasts are luminous
I grab them exaggerate their orbs
loaves of heaven
nutmeg-flecked, exuding light
Frank
10.28.06
First Video: Music & Poetry
http://frankshome.org/YouTube-1.html
“Movie Music-Improvisation” by The Electric Flag, Dec. 1967
The POEMS:
1. old time religion
2. the whole dream
3. a mantra means
4. from Frank's Home: Part II
5. Language
6. My daughter enters
7. words go out
8. A Convertible Galaxy
9. red blooms on yellow
10. O My Words
11. Chorus Through My Veins
All poems copyright 2011 Frank Parker.
using dashes, same color as background, as spacers
Moon Flowers Sky
sparrow
----------clouds
--------------------dust
bowls
---------breasts
-------------------step
gate
--------hinges
------------------grain
spiral
-------lightning
------------------rain
Frank Parker
from Win Po: a work in progress
Audio of our reading now available!
GEORGE MATTINGLY / FRANK PARKER with LYON LEIFER
Saturday, March 26, 8 PM @ the Drawing Studio
33 S. 6th Avenue, Tucson, AZ 85721
Audio of our reading is now available for your listening pleasure on POG Sound! George Mattingly’s poetry is brilliant. His delivery immaculate. Lyon Leifer’s ragas on the bansuri are masterful. One person said to me afterward, “Finally! The way your poetry should be heard.”
a night of poetry and music
GEORGE MATTINGLY / FRANK PARKER with LYON LEIFER
Saturday, March 26, 8 PM @ the Drawing Studio
33 S. 6th Avenue, Tucson, AZ 85721
$5 General, $3 Students
George Mattingly is a book designer, writer of fiction, essays and poetry, photographer, and one-time letterpress printer and typographer. He has been a columnist for msnbc.com and taught publishing at The New College of California, San Francisco. He edited the literary magazine Search for Tomorrow (1969–1974) and founded Blue Wind Press (1970–). His books are Darling-Bender(1970), Breathing Space (1975) and the forthcoming new & selected, a while (2011).
Lyon Leifer is recognized in Europe, the Americas, China and India as a master flutist who performs both on western flutes and on the bansuri (north Indian keyless bamboo flute). After early studies in Chicago with Emil Eck and Walfrid Kujala, Mr. Leifer attended the Juilliard School of Music where he studied with Julius Baker. After graduating, he became a member of the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra. Pursuing an interest in improvised raga music and flute playing in India, he then accepted a Fulbright Grant to study there with Devendra Murdeshwar, the inheritor of the legacy of the great Pannalal Ghosh. Remaining in India for five years, Mr. Leifer won the praise of Indian audiences and critics for his authentic renditions of raga melodies.born
into aworld
I
would not
could not
know
•
gravity
waves
hello
— George Mattingly
Frank Parker is the author of three books of poetry, Heart Shaped Blossoms: 1993-2007, zig-zag journeys (2009), and Win Po: a work in progress (2011), all from his Obscure Press. He edits the online journal Frank's Home: An Active Anthology of Verse and publishes widely on the web. He’s on the Board of Directors of POG and is the sound technician for POG and Chax Press readings. Frank maintains the web sites for POG and POG Sound.
Frank will collaborate with Lyon Leifer, bansuri master, for this reading.
O My Words
for Luis Garcia
a flute, a reedcut from roots
a ring of bone
everyday air
skinny bird song
Palo Verde limbs
cats walk up and down
adobe yellow wall
— Frank Parker
from Win Po
Lyon Leifer's web site
POG Directors Group Reading
Tomorrow, THURSDAY, Sept. 23rd! - POG Directors Group Reading - 7 PM, Club Congress at Hotel Congres, 311 E. Congress, Tucson. Most POG Board Members and, new this year, the POG Assistants will delight all with their literary talents. $5 General, $3 Student.
Samuel AceCharles Alexander
Lisa Cooper Anderson
Laynie Browne
*Whitney DeVos
Tony Luebbermann
Cynthia Miller
*Sean Munroe
Tenney Nathanson
Frank Parker
A Review of "Win Po" by KEN BULLOCK
Three poems into his chapbook, Win Po, and three lines into "O My Words," Frank Parker invokes long-gone poet Lew Welch: "a ring of bone," from the title of a touchstone lyric by Lew, and of his posthumous Collected Poems.
The last line is in diction Lew would've dug: "adobe yellow wall"
But its not just little homages that make the poem. Line by line, in any case, Frank makes 'em fit together, with a touch light enough it seems careless at times, part of his humor: "a flute, a reed/cut from roots/a ring of bone/everyday air/skinny bird song/Palo Verde limbs/cats walk up and down/adobe yellow wall"
That's it. It's dedicated to Luis Garcia, another humorous, spare poet, but Lu's gone out on a different sort of limb: living to sing about it.
Frank Parker sings about it from living, breezily sometimes, the lines directed to this or that friend, family member ... some of them poets.
David Gitin, poet and Frank's longtime Monterey neighbor--a crosstown neighbor--and frequent presence on frankshome.org, a website hosting a community of poems and poets, is dedicatee of "Letters from Tucson," where Frank's corresponding from, now: "when I wake it's dark/light coming soon//see you then//your friend"
Another poet, Michael McClure, is recipient of "Song": "breathe deep/blue sky//feathered edge/of nitrogen"
Finally, "Mirror in a Garden," for his daughter: "I reach for my cup/and the birds scatter."
Eleven poems, an odd number, with the qualifier, "a work in progress."
It's progress, in the sense of moving through the landscape, one he came to late, where he's seen much, once settled in.
What's exhilarating in Win Po is that rare sense of somebody finding himself, his voice--both at once--yet taking another step, and another, not stopping.
These are perceptions on the move, not snapshots so much, like the often-faded imitations of Imagism. No scent of the workshop; more like witch hazel. Bracing.
Frank's book's from Obscure Press, 34 1/2W. Kennedy St., Tucson, AZ. 85701-2202. If you get it, ask for it signed--and get him to initial the colophon, too: Frank's the printer.
The last line is in diction Lew would've dug: "adobe yellow wall"
But its not just little homages that make the poem. Line by line, in any case, Frank makes 'em fit together, with a touch light enough it seems careless at times, part of his humor: "a flute, a reed/cut from roots/a ring of bone/everyday air/skinny bird song/Palo Verde limbs/cats walk up and down/adobe yellow wall"
That's it. It's dedicated to Luis Garcia, another humorous, spare poet, but Lu's gone out on a different sort of limb: living to sing about it.
Frank Parker sings about it from living, breezily sometimes, the lines directed to this or that friend, family member ... some of them poets.
David Gitin, poet and Frank's longtime Monterey neighbor--a crosstown neighbor--and frequent presence on frankshome.org, a website hosting a community of poems and poets, is dedicatee of "Letters from Tucson," where Frank's corresponding from, now: "when I wake it's dark/light coming soon//see you then//your friend"
Another poet, Michael McClure, is recipient of "Song": "breathe deep/blue sky//feathered edge/of nitrogen"
Finally, "Mirror in a Garden," for his daughter: "I reach for my cup/and the birds scatter."
Eleven poems, an odd number, with the qualifier, "a work in progress."
It's progress, in the sense of moving through the landscape, one he came to late, where he's seen much, once settled in.
What's exhilarating in Win Po is that rare sense of somebody finding himself, his voice--both at once--yet taking another step, and another, not stopping.
These are perceptions on the move, not snapshots so much, like the often-faded imitations of Imagism. No scent of the workshop; more like witch hazel. Bracing.
Frank's book's from Obscure Press, 34 1/2W. Kennedy St., Tucson, AZ. 85701-2202. If you get it, ask for it signed--and get him to initial the colophon, too: Frank's the printer.
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