I stumbled upon two poems by my sister, Professor Sharon Barba (Rising Tides) and was surprised that a comment was made to the mystery of the life and death of Rose at a relatively young age (49). The mystery is more that so few people seemed to have any interest at all. University of El Paso Texas honored her posthumously (Women in History) a couple years after her death and if not for Professor Lois Marchino, that would have never happened.
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Buddy Wakefield, one of spoken word’s most notorious and accomplished performers will make a rare appearance in Albuquerque to celebrate national poetry month at the Outpost this April as part of his Riled Up and Wasted on Light world tour. A three-time world champion, multi-award winning poet and recording artist on Tori Amos’ Righteous Babe Records, Buddy delivers powerful artistry and an undeniable writing style, alongside some of the city’s own poetic luminaries on April 21st.…Continue
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Ok, so for my first Duke City Fix blog, here's a few of my poems....
People stand on land
not knowing who came before…Continue
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April 21, 2012
Albuquerque's POETS' NIGHT OUT series presents…
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As I plan on doing here more often. Got to hang out with Chantal this weekend (AWESOME!). I also just read Megan's post on Urban Verbs (AWESOME!). I'm a lucky guy who loves mu community and my community actually loves me back. Thanks Fix.
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A poem written by two people is pretty unusual, and here Lopez and Drake tackle one of the most complicated and passionate relationships that ever existed: that of Frida Kahloe and Diego Rivera. What an incredibly rich piece! Perhaps the only thing better than reading it would be watching them perform it...so a video of them doing just that follows. Wow.
Leaves are about to fall. This is a poem you really need to read before they do...because, as he says, "Leaves are the words of trees / whose chosen work is remembering."
Who do poets write for? It is seldom the anonymous public...it is for you, my love.
Poets try to never forget anything. Ever. But with love, well with love even the act of remembering is an experience not to be forgotten.
Somehow the noise of America seems timeless. "Can you spare some change?" resonates through much of the 20th century. And here we are in the 21st. Self-help slogans are everywhere. We listen for the soul of our country somewhere in this mix of verbal traffic.
Don McIver is on duty. His eyes are open. He is keeping the watch, even if he can't do much about what he sees.
"Born in New Mexico of Indio-Mexican descent, Jimmy Santiago Baca was raised first by his grandmother and later sent to an orphanage. A runaway at age 13, it was after Baca was sentenced to five years in a maximum security prison that he began to turn his life around: he learned to read and write and unearthed a voracious passion for poetry." Thus begins his 'official' biography as related on… Continue
Stefi Weisburd volunteers at Explora, and this poem shows it. What a field trip! She is the author of two books, The Wind-Up Gods and Barefoot: Poems for Naked Feet. Her work has appeared in several national pubications, including American… Continue
This poem originally appeared in the legendary Chicago publication, Poetry. Because of that we can listen to Beeder read this short piece, as well as her introduction to it, on the Poetry Foundation website.
On a most basic level, the new Arizona laws are not about immigration: they are about being Mexican. Or being a dark-skinned American. Somehow popular history assumes the former Europeans among us filled out the proper papers at Ellis Island. We tend to forget the rest of the story.
"Crazy good!" comes to mind describing this poem as it rolls through the Texas countryside. But that is not good enough. Weisburd throws up images that seem to rise from the horizon full of life, but somehow twisted by heat waves. In such a world, your eyes can play tricks on you.