I Write Like…

I write like
Edgar Allan Poe

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

I inputted the last series of CantoMundo write ups and this is what I got. Ok, note to self, time to actually read some Poe. Yeah, I know the hits but reading a broader range of his work couldn’t hurt, especially since Poe is a Bronx poet. ;-)

Shout out to Scott Keith for putting me on to I Write Like.

Ok, who do YOU write like?

Bronx Indie Artists at Barnes & Noble at Bay Plaza

Bronx Indie Artists Alma Micic, Urayoan Noel, Ranjit Sahu, and Peter Selgin at Barnes & Noble
Oct 21 / 7:00 pm / Readings & Music / Barnes & Noble at Bay Plaza


Readings and Music by Four Bronx Indie Artists presented by the BCA’s Bronx Writers’ Center and Barnes & Noble. Featured artists are jazz singer Alma Micic who will sing selections from her latest CD, The Hours; spoken word artist Urayoan Noel who will read selections from his CD of spoken word performances; Ranjit Sahu, poet and self-published author of A Year in Love and Drunk, will read selections of his work; and fiction writer Peter Selgin, author of By Cunning & Craft and Drowning Lessons.

Barnes & Noble at Bay Plaza is located at 290 Baychester Avenue in the Co-op City section of the Bronx. To find out what’s happening at Barnes & Noble at Bay Plaza, please call 718-862-3945 or visit www.barnesandnoble.com (click on “Stores and Events”). Events at Barnes & Noble locations may change. Please call 718-862-3945 to confirm events. Admission to this event is free and all are Welcome. For additional information, e-mail Lydia Clark or call 718-931-9500 x35. Click here for a printable flyer.

Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh

Featherbed LaneWhen I found out I was heading to New York for my best friend’s wedding, I figured it would be a good chance to test out the Palimpsest poems in their spiritual home of New York City. Only problem is that a lot of reading series do that summer hiatus thing which is cool for them but might inconvenient for an Oakland poet who is trying to spread the word.

For a minute I felt that I had lost all my NYC mojo, there was a time when I was doing a feature at least once a month. I wasn’t getting paid much, if anything, but I was getting the chance to test out new work with different audiences in all kinds of settings and that was my main motivator to write, edit, and revise before I had goals like journal publication, chapbook contests and first book prizes on my mind. Anyways, I checked out the local poetry calendars to see if there were any cool events happening but it felt like I was missing everything by a day or two. At the end of the feature hunt all I had 100% lined up was a sit-down with Rich for an Acentos Live! podcast, a great chance to talk about poetics and maybe even drop a poem or two, but not that chance to read in front of a live audience which is what I was really looking for. (We did get to do the podcast recording and it went really well. Can’t wait for Rich to post it!)

So what up with this need for an audience? Well, I think just about every poem I have ever written, I have recited. For me, there is no difference between the writing process and the act of reciting. It’s always been one and the same for me. I was sharing this with my moms and pops and they knew exactly what I was talking about, as they jumped right away into stories of learning poems in grade school back in Ecuador and how the spoken word was their first intro to poetry. (BTW, when I say spoken word, I actually mean the act of speaking words and not some exotic catch-phrase.)

The Merch TableNow, just when I thought that I wasn’t going to get this chance, Latasha Diggs alerts her e-list about a poetry jam going down in the Bronx and I figure that it couldn’t hurt to ask if they had room for one more poet. Well, not only was this a good feature opportunity but it turned into a mini-family reunion as my moms, pops, baby niece, and a couple of cousins came down to hear the set. Include some Acentos folks—Rich, Maria, Bonafide, and Annecy, two incredibles co-features Latasha and Edwin Torres, and the hosting styleez of Urayoán Noel into the mix and you have one of the most emotional features I have ever had.

sudaca/bronx/jam Set-List

• A Bodega on Anywhere Avenue
• Palimpsest: Ghazal
• Congruence
• My Father’s Accent
• Palimpsest: Antipoema
• Fire Escape
• The Break
• Psalm for Public Housing
• B-Boy Prayer

This is almost the same set I did at the Eastlake Sessions with a slightly different order and with a longer version of Fire Escape. This longer version almost did me in as I ran out of breath half-way through and also got ultra self-conscious when I started hearing folks in the next room talking up a storm, which was cool on their part since the room was setup so that folks could be listening to the poems or hanging and chatting in the other room but it just pushed me from Latasha Nevada Diggs at the sudaca/bronx/jamnervous/excited right into excited/panicked and that turned into my voice trying to do things it doesn’t have the range to do. Another thing I wasn’t ready for was that the Fire Escape poem got me genuinely emotional, emotional as in pissed off (an emotion that doesn’t happen in many of my poems—genuinely sad and genuinely joyful happens a lot though).

I was able to recover my breath and finished out the set pretty strong (thanks to shorter more reflective pieces at the end) and was on quite the high after the set.

Latasha rocked it out next with a four-language villanelle in Spanish, Portuguese, French, and a Hawaiian dialect that was the madness. She also rocked out the loop station to add some beats on gamab click the bedouin remix, then closed out with a piece that requires beats she didn’t have on hand so she just had the crowd act as the loop station. Good fun.

Edwin Torres at the sudaca/bronx/jamEdwin Torres came through with his signature style of disrupted languages and stitched syntax that pushes the ear in all kinds of direction. The focus was on the Bronx and flipping the imaginary line that separates North from South and twisting it past linear to turn it into a parabola based on the X-point of experience and the Y-point of story. Word.

Keeping it live all the way was MC Uráyoan Noel who started out the jam with a poem of his own exploring what is Sudaca Bronx (or la sur caca or el ca’bronx) and then also dropped poetic PSA’s for El Obama between poets, keepiUráyoan Noelng the energy high but not too serious at the same time. Did I mention the poetry set ended with Ura’s singing “My Homie El Obama” sung to the tune of “Sweet Home Alabama” with lyrics that went something like

My Homie El Obama
Turing red states into blue
My Homie El Obama
Setting my homepage to you

I might be a little off on the lyrics but it was all good fun especially with Latasha, Edwin, and me on back-up vocals doing a little shuffle and fist pump for good measure.

I also picked up a copy of Ura’s new book Boringken and Edwin’s The Popedology of an Ambient Language.

Many thanks to Libertad Guerrera and the whole Spanic Attack crew for letting me share my poetry with the Boogie Down, my friends, and my family.