Hey, I’m mailing out poetry grab bags for the holidays! Need some good reading for your quarantine this winter? Just send me $35 and I’ll mail you a package with both Poets For Peace zines and 2-3 other books written by myself and/or several other authors that I’ve published over the years. Send $50 and I’ll include a personalized poem for you on any topic. Each grab bag will also include stickers, a postcard haiku, and some other literary extras to brighten your day. A discount is available for folks subscribed to my Patreon campaign!
In the spirit of giving, I’ll also donate half of the proceeds to mutual aid funds providing food and water sovereignty to at-risk communities during this difficult time.
Money can be sent through Venmo (@DreamPoetForHire), CashApp ($DreamPoetForHire), or PayPal (paypal.me/DreamPoetForHire). Just be sure to include your mailing address in the message.
Sale goes through Tuesday. These packages will go out Wednesday, December 2. Support an indie author this holiday season, and get some great books to warm you through the winter!
From Jay Morris on this new collection of poems: As a follow-up to Vol. 1: Poems for Resistance, we felt called to shift our focus to the importance of resilience to grow through the burdens that weigh us down. For that reason we chose to articulate resilience through the symbolic language of flowers. What we know of flowers is that they transcend the burdens of burial to arise in light and thrive in their ultimate beauty. Consider the lotus and the common weed; one a symbol of inner peace and enlightenment, the other a reminder that we all carry the gift of breaking ground to claim our space in the world.
Volume 2 features writing by: Javan Howard, Quentin The Poet, Lindo Yes, and Cashmere Harper allied voices include: Ludlow, Valore, and Marian McLaughlin infographic about POLICE BRUTALITY + RACIAL TRAUMA by Jay Morris cover designed by Lawson Chambers
I hope that you consider getting a copy today! All proceeds from the zines go to support BIPOC organizations. These orgs provide a platform to fight systemic racism and offer various forms of mutual aid to at-risk groups throughout the region and across the country. Submit your order and I’ll mail you the zines by the end of the week!
AUGUST 23rd: at Poets For Peace Online Zine Release Party LIVE on Zoom at 8pm EST Join us on Sunday, August 23rd, 2020 at 8pm (EST) for an online release party for the Poets For Peace zines. There will be live readings performed by the poets and a community forum about the various mutual aid organizations that are necessary in our communities to keep this movement going.
performances by: Javan Howard, Lindo Yes, Kyky Renee Knight, Jay Morris, Elaina Valore, Jeremy M. Brownlowe, Julia Daye, Quentin The Poet, Marian McLaughlin, and Juan Camillo Garza
with music by Ludlow
It seems fitting that there are hundreds of Wetikos armed with baseball bats, hammers, and other instruments of recreational violence hanging around the Christopher Columbus statue in South Philadelphia. Wetiko, an Algonquin term that quite literally means cannibal, was recoined by the AIM activist and poet Jack D. Forbes to describe the mentality that Western settlers brought to Turtle Island when they stole it and then began consuming everything around them.
It seems fitting that these self-described South Philly Italians are showing up to defend this statue of their patron saint to imperialism and thus becoming inhabited by the spirit of violence he propagated during his time alive. This is a person who put the Taino people in bondage, chopped off the men’s limbs, fed women and children to wild dogs, and committed other atrocities that are well documented by his peers at the time. He is a Wetiko on a pedestal that still holds a powerful place in history that continues to shape our society today. Check out Jack D. Forbes’ book, Columbus And Other Cannibals to better understand these terms and ideas.
The reason this is especially dangerous is that a Wetiko is contagious. It is no joke when people compare racism to a pandemic. The Wetiko is the very first virus of our minds. Their rage fuels an echo of rage in those they oppress. You cannot fight a Wetiko. Not head on, at least. They will cough on you and you will get sick. To fight them, is to succumb to the spirit of violence that they propagate. You cannot stand by and peacefully let them conquer you either. They will take whatever you allow them to take.
The approach to reclaim your own body and a collective autonomy on your surroundings, must be a balanced and grounded one. It must seek to subvert the pain and violence that the Wetiko wishes to exert on those around it.
There is an easy antidote to cure yourself. John Trudell, another indigenous poet and songwriter of our time, suggests finding a peace of land and becoming a steward to its existence. The hippy generation suggests making love. Both are active ingredients to separating you from the control of the Wetiko.
But how do you spread this grounded peace to cure the Wetiko?
It takes a level head. It takes a big heart. Perhaps an energetic shield and something carried to ground the activist’s spirit. A handful of seeds? Maybe a flower. There are words that can be spoken that will spread like wild fire. A proper cleanse. So that the land within him will be chased by Fireweed, Fire Poppies, and Whispering Bells.
For about two months now, Philadelphia has joined the world in quarantine. Out of the lockdown a whole world of collaboration has sprung. No distance is too much an obstacle for the power of the imagination.
It’s crazy to think I’ve been co-organizing in the #magicmanifestations livestreams for this long. In that time, I’ve had the privilege to share screen time with so many incredible writers, singers, dancers, illustrators, and fellow dreamers. Together we #manifestbyrequest an unending amount of dreams to be performed live for the entertainment of audiences based all around the world. Viewers give us a topic and we bring it to life in front of their eyes!
Did you miss the show? Well, you’re in luck! I decided it was high time to finally make a little montage of all the wild magic that we’ve created together.
The weather is getting nice out and it’s likely I’ll be stepping back from going live as often, in order to get out and enjoy it, but keep an eye out for more Magic Manifestations to come. In the meantime, you can continue to support the dream by requesting a poem or becoming a monthly patron.
I could use a few more monthly patrons to be sustainable through this pandemic. If you’ve enjoyed a poem in the past, please consider signing up for a monthly subscription. $25 and you’ll receive a personalized poem typed with clean hands once a month sealed in an envelope with other goodies.
Winter Blues won’t slow me down and the novel continues to be written, but let’s take a break from that to post about something I’m really excited about.
This coming week, Police In The Wilderness will be released. Police In The Wilderness is a collection of plays by Cameron Christopher Stuart that I worked closely with the author over several late fall and early winter months to publish. The book features two versions of the same play written and revisited along with various dramatic stagings by Saints of an Unnamed Country over a ten year period, creating an experience to fully absorb the psychedelic audacity of this wild expose on the human wilderness. With themes of climate change, life in a dystopian police state, and mind-altering philosophical dialectics on the birth and death of poetic meaning, this collection could’ve chosen no better time to make its grand entrance into our collective consciousness.
Cameron and I worked together to make this release something special, complete with photos from previous performances, endnotes to give the reader some extended reading to explore, and illustrations by the virtuoso Stephanie Beattie.
Copies will be included with tickets to the live staging of Police In The Wilderness at Patch Works in Brooklyn, NY during its 5 show run from January 22-25, 2020 as part of The Exponential Festival.