Still Friends: 4,113 Miles of Impossible Pleasure

17 Oct

book suitcase

For three weeks in August I drove 4,113 miles in my blue Toyota Yaris for the Finally Be Friends tour in support of my book, How We Light, from H_NGM_N BKS. More importantly though, the trip was an elaborate excuse to overlap wounds with so many incredible poets, friends, and new friends. “Travel” and “poem” are bound in my mental lexicon. Long poems, long trips, they’re the same for me. It’s fun to go a long way just to be a person somewhere else. So, avoiding the cliche, it’s not that poems “take me somewhere,” that they transport me. The poems themselves are somewhere. And not only that, they create the conditions to grasp the coordinates of an elsewhere (internal and external) that we often describe as mystery or the unknown, a space of bewilderment (proper to Fanny Howe’s description of the word). An impossible pleasure.

Couches are what make this all possible. Any poet who has traveled to read will tell you this. And I think it’s important to acknowledge how necessary and incredible an act that is. Many of us know each other through and in poetry and our poems, and the truth is that a lot of us don’t really know each other (or not yet), that we’re not friends in the most traditional sense, but that poetry is the community we share and build our friendships around. We came for the poems but found out pretty quick there was a lot more there. So many of my poems are directly for friends, but “for” isn’t quite right. Rather, the poems model and extend and accentuate every kind of relationship. The poems are all we have. Also, each other. So when a poet is in your city, when they bring their body’s voice into your lush corner of being, to offer them that couch, that air mattress, that cup of coffee in the morning is nothing less than a spiritual pact.

With these photos from my trip I’m vouching for every couch and every friend and every conversation I had along the way, for the affirmation of our impossible pleasure. May there be love and mercy in your green mornings: B.J. Love, Erika Jo Brown, Zach Powers, Mark Cugini, Laura Spencer, Danniel Schoonebeek, Paige Taggart, Amy Lawless, Nat Otting, Sasha Fletcher, Hafizah Geter, Jason Koo, Tiffany Gibert, Sarah Green, Alexis Pope, Justin Crutchley, Joshua Kleinberg, Chris Smith, Jared White, Jon Pan, Tom Forkin, Russell Dillon, Adam Fell, Nate Pritts, Matt Hart, Jen Fortin, Ben Kopel, Curtis Purdue, Roberto Montes, Josh Fomon, Sandra Beasley, Tyler Christensen, the guy who yelled “IS JOSE HERE?” during the DC reading, Joel Coggins, Dave Carulli, Michelle Becker, Jamie Suvak, Mike Krutel, Curt Brown, Sarah Marcus, Karl Vorndran, Todd Winter (my Dad’s friend who bought a book for his Mom, whose name is Marge, so that I got to write “Dear Marge, Hello!” in her book), Jimmy Bigley, Maria Varonis, Aby Sullivan, Heather Christle, Chris DeWeese, Eric Appleby, Tricia Suit, Cathy Wagner, Dana Ward, Austin Hayden, Patricia Murphy, Adam Clay, Ada Limon, Aubrey Lenahan, Travis Wayne Denton, Chad Prevost, Ashley Hamilton, Daniel Lindley (the chef whose heated pool we debauched in Chattanooga), Mike Young, Gale Thompson, Laura Solomon, Wendy Xu, Jess Grover, Holly Amos, Dolly Lemke, Dan Rosenberg, Daniel Beauregard, Laura Relyea, Amy McDaniel, Bruce Covey, Gina Myers, Kory Calico, Alexis Orgera, Caroline Cabrera, Phil Muller, Miley Cyrus, Steven Karl, Hitomi Yoshio, Scott Cunningham, and Carrie Lorig. From the depths of the light, THANK YOU.

south carolina

Day One in Chapin, South Carolina: re-writing The Prelude

savannah bridge

Day Two in Savannah, Georgia: Talmadge Memorial Bridge

savannah roar

Day Two in Savannah, Georgia: have fun

flannery tub

Day Two in Savannah, Georgia: in Flannery O’Connor’s tub

mark and laura

Day Three in Washington, DC: Mark and Laura at Madam’s Organ in Adam’s Morgan

josh mark alexis nick

Day Four in Brooklyn: with Mark, Josh, and Alexis

brooklyn team

Day Four in Brooklyn: after Unnameable

kleinberg fire escape

Day Four in Brooklyn: fire escape / Akron Low Life

willa morning

Day Five in Brooklyn: Willa morning

russell's place

Day Five in the West Village: Russell’s H_NGM_N H_NG__T

lincoln memorial

Day Six in Washington, DC: pre-shutdown whiskey memorial

pittsburgh friendship

Day Seven in Pittsburgh, PA: somebody had been gluing protractors to public property

furnance run

Day Eight in Akron, OH: with Jamie in Furnace Run, Cuyahoga Valley National Park

krutel cave tree

Day Eight in Akron, OH: Krutel in tree cave

aby boob

Day Eight in Akron, OH: the only time this will ever happen

carrie yellow springs

Day Nine in Yellow Springs, OH: Carrie climbs and smells water. Says it works.

austin cincinnati

Day Nine in Cincinnati, OH: Austin Hayden is full of little brothers

cincinnati eric's dog

Day Nine in Cincinnati, OH: Carrie and Olive

notley horse lecture

Day Ten in Lexington, KY: 2-hour horse butt Alice Notley lecture

adam and penny

Day Ten in Lexington, KY: Adam and Penny and IPA

boone homestead

Day Ten in Lexington, KY: an American tradition

carrie lexington

Day Ten in Lexington, KY: black sheep light

woodford reserve

Day Eleven in Lexington, KY: woodford reserve morning

chattanooga pool

Day Eleven in Chattanooga, TN: lesson in how your one-night episode of the Real World is waiting for you in the most unlikely place

chattanooga underwear

Day Twelve in Chattanooga, TN: a rich person’s wet underwear was in my car so I put it in this plant instead

athens with wendy

Day Twelve in Athens, GA: with Wendy with Jess beard looking xoxo

athens team

Day Twelve in Athens, GA: softball team

atlanta reading

Day Thirteen in Atlanta, GA: Amy’s living room starring vegan chili

fort lauderdale

Day Fifteen in Ft. Lauderdale, FL: is any of this chartreuse?

caro

Day Fifteen in Ft. Lauderdale, FL: Caro at Green Bar

del ray reading

Day Sixteen in Boca Rotan, FL: the best reading that no one came to

caro and phil backyard

Day Seventeen in Ft. Lauderdale, FL: where is your tiny airplane today?

steven miami

Day Seventeen in Miami, FL: dork swagger / leaves of lol

miami pool

Day Eighteen in Miami, FL: Steven’s pool ok

phil cupcake

Day Eighteen in Ft. Lauderdale, FL: there was shit in Phil’s yacht yard and a candle in this vegan devil food cupcake

sarasota pike

Day Nineteen in Sarasota, FL: Pike and Heron

door poor

Day Twenty in Tallahassee, FL: cleaned out my car

tacos

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One Response to “Still Friends: 4,113 Miles of Impossible Pleasure”

  1. Isabela Mariano October 17, 2013 at 1:17 am #

    Great posts! I enjoyed camping in your blog! :)

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