I'm Reading Tomorrow

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National Arts Club
7pm

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Thoughts that make me happy today:

1) Wife and Son (family)
2) Collected Poems of Charles Reznikoff
3) Things I've ordered and have coming in the mail
4) Things I've ordered and recieved in the mail
5) The Dream of a unified field
6) new eco bottle
7) 8)
8) ipod
9) january software update
10) pipe tobacco
11) friends

Sex

This is amazing--my friend Woody made his own crazy video for "Tired of Sex" by Weezer:


Fingers dub - Tired of Sex by Weezer from Woods on Vimeo.

Spoils of AWP

One rather sweet thing I'm seeing other bloggers doing is listing all the books they got at AWP. I think it's sweet because it reminds me I belong to a vast community of object fetishists. That said, here's my list:

1) Matthew Cooperman, DAZE, Salt
2) Matthew Cooperman, A SACRIFICIAL ZINC, Pleiades
3) Julie Doxie, UNDERSLEEP, Octopus
4) Graham Faust, LEAVE THE ROOM TO ITSELF, Ahsahta
5) Robyn Ewing, CHEMICAL WEDDING, CLP
6) Reginald Shepherd, ORPHEUS IN THE BRONX, Univ of Michigan
7) John Ashbery, SELECTED PROSE, Univ of Michigan
8) Paul Hoover, FABLES OF REPRESENTATION, Univ of Michigan
9) Alice Notley, COMING AFTER, Univ. of Michigan
10) Marth Ronk, WHY/WHY NOT, Univ of California
11) Anthony Tognazzini, I CARRY A HAMMER IN MY POCKET FOR OCCASSIONS SUCH AS THESE, BOA

There were a couple of others, I think, that I can't now recall. Ah, what a feast.

Me on Verse Daily!

Hi all. Hope everyone's having a happy holiday. I'm quite honored to learn that my poem "eye contact" was featured yesterday on "Verse Daily". Thanks! Cal's pissed that I'm typing, so I'd better stop.

So I had the blog on my personal website for the last several months, and I think nobody could find it, and then I had a baby and I haven't been blogging. But now it's back at good ole' blogger. Will anyone still read me here? I ain't got much to say, I'll admit--new partenthood takes a shitload outta me-but I miss blogging and maybe somebody will stop by.

Hiatus

As you have most likely figured out, I'm am on hiatus and will be blogging at my usual slow pace later this summer. Hope all is well in your worlds.

So the baby could come any time now. It's very strange to be waiting like this. Of course, we are scared to shed our current lives, if that's what happens, but I think we also both want to finally see what this new life might be, and we want to meet this person. It's not just a new roommate, it's a new person coming into the world to exist here for the first time. It seems, in a way, like there's no precedent for that, though of course each of us is the precedent.

Hey,

I've been remiss in not writing for a while. All's well. B and I are about to have a baby, which means there've been many distractions and little time to remember things. Due date is this coming tuesday--june 12th. Holy Cwap!

Was just fussing with Google--they have so many strange programs in the works. Like free web page design and hosting that works a lot like Gmail. I pay a bunch o' money per year for my website. Why? I'm a sucker.

The fine folks at McSweeney's are having a rare (for them) poetry event here in NY on monday at Mo' Pitkins: Ashbery, Bearnstein, and Emanuel. 7pm, 34 Ave A between 2nd and 3rd. It's a celebration for their new book, the McSweeney's book of poets picking poets, which is a reprinted edition of the poetry section of the most recent issue of McSweeney's, to which B, among many other fine poets, is a contributor.

My New Toy

i've always wanted a website; I don't know why. It just seems like everyone else has one and I want one too. Or it's like a toy that lives everywhere you go. Or maybe I'll have something to say to everyone in the world and will not want to post it on a blog. Or maybe I jus think websites make a person cool and official, like having business cards. Anyway, with my forthcoming book as an excuse, i've set up a website, www.craigmorganteicher.com, and even relocated this blog there. There's more info on this blog right now than there is here, but I'm working on it. I made the page with iWeb on my mac, which is a pretty amazing program. You can do anything these days without doing anything.

Beyond that, I've been reading Robert Frost. And getting ready for the other very big event coming in B and my life in the next few weeks...

Going to the second night of the PSA Festival of New American Poets tonight. That's really what I'm doing. No joke. I may go have a cigar before. That's what I'm doing too. Someone once wisely said, on this very blog, that blogs should be about what you would write about if you had the time. Then I think I referenced that very comment once before. I feel brain dead. It's the end of a long day of work. This is how I really am, brain dead, at the end, a long day...