I adore the work of poet Sawako Nakayasu, and now you can find one of her videopoems at the latest issue of The Volta: Medium, new weekly video column and journal of The Volta.
Enjoy Nakayasu's poem (you may need to watch it more than once, it's fast and furious), and find out how you can submit your own videopoems.
From the video archives, enjoy poems by Rae Armantrout, Joshua Clover, Kate Greenstreet and others.
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Monday, March 5, 2012
High Volta-ge
Lost & Found Poems for Poetry Month
The Found Poetry Review is preparing a fun Found Poetry Project, spearheaded by poet Jenni B. Baker, to celebrate Poetry Month (in April). They are busy assebling more than 400 Found Poetry Kits to be distributed in left in public places like coffee shops, campuses, and libraries in communities all over the US. Lucky recoverers of the Found Poetry Kits will find in them everything needed to write a found poem: a description of what found poetry is, a source text from which to elicit their own found poem, a pad of paper and a pen, and instructions about how to upload their found poems to a website to share them with the poetry-loving public for Poetry Month.
Here's how you can get involved. You can keep your eyes peeled and see if you can be one of the lucky 250 to find a kit. Or you can go to the project's website and sign up to be sent 5 poetry kits to distribute in your community. Or you can find out at their website how to make kits of your own to spread the scope of the project. Also, check out the project's Kickstarter page; they've been fully funded now, but you can still see information about the project there.
Isn't this a great idea for National Poetry Month?
Here's how you can get involved. You can keep your eyes peeled and see if you can be one of the lucky 250 to find a kit. Or you can go to the project's website and sign up to be sent 5 poetry kits to distribute in your community. Or you can find out at their website how to make kits of your own to spread the scope of the project. Also, check out the project's Kickstarter page; they've been fully funded now, but you can still see information about the project there.
Isn't this a great idea for National Poetry Month?
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Saturday, March 3, 2012
National Grammar Day
March 4th is National Grammar Day, according to the website Care2MakeADifference. I wish I'd known so I could have made some plans. As it is, I have a funeral to attend, and am not feeling in a grammatical mood. But if you are able to celebrate this year, I'd love to know what you decide to do. Pin the dangling participle on the donkey?
Friday, March 2, 2012
Just the Poems, Please
Diane Lockward over at Blogalicious has once again identified and filled a need of some poets, for journals that offer only poetry, so we don't have to flip past the fiction we may not be interested in (I know I routinely do that). Diane has identified twelve such journals, so head over to her site if that sounds like something you'd appreciate.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Not Making It Up
Yesterday I got paid for being white. For having white skin.
Okay, that was an unnecessarily inflammatory way to say it, so let me explain. Not just yesterday but whenever they offer, I visit an multinational conglomerate's beauty division and let them test make-up on my face. My white face. It's crucial that it be a white face. Not because that's the only type of face they test; they also test Japanese faces (I asked; I did not ask about other kinds of faces), but because here in Japan, it's not as easy for them to come by white faces as it is easy to recruit Japanese faces upon which to test their make-up. So my value is in being comparatively rare, not in being white. But I can't help being aware that it is my whiteness which is rare and therefore valuable to them. I don't like it, being valued for my skin color. Equally I don't like being dismissed for my skin color (which happens here on a regular basis too, though not at the beauty division of the multinational conglomerate).
It pays very well, having a white face. I don't know how much Japanese faces get paid to have make-up tested on them; I hope they get the same generous amount, but if they don't that would just reflect relative scarcity, not implicit value. On the other hand, if the pay is to reflect the opportunity cost of being at their company and doing their bidding for a few hours, then pay should be the same for all participants regardless of skin color. And I don't even know what the pay is for anyone other than myself! But still it bothers me. I know if I had skin that was the norm, this company never would have searched me out--I'd never have fallen into their network. But by virtue of my skin, I'm in, and in fact have been asked to recruit other white women, which I have.
On the other hand, I LOVE talking about cosmetics and testing them out (I was told I was one of their favorite subjects because I talk so much, which strikes me as funny as I would normally consider myself to be reticent, but they're paying (and well!) so I give them a running commentary of every thought going through my head about make-up while I'm with them). I miss talking to my girlfriends and sisters about make-up and hairstyles and all that, so when I visit this company, I'm thrilled they pay me to do this very thing. We have lots of fun during my visit; we laugh and chat and I've even given a CD to a worker with similar taste to mine. But we work too. I apply make-up and scrub it off and am interviewed, photographed, videotaped, and fill out questionnaires, and have tests done on my skin that I'm not allowed to talk about. (The tests are not that exciting but they are confidential.) My favorite visits are the ones in which a professional make-up artist applies products to my face. I sit very still thinking, "I can't believe they pay me to do this!"
So this is the third time I've written a post about my make-up testing, but I've never actually posted one to the blog. That's because race is such a central and distressing issue in my life that it pains me to talk about it. So this is a start. In the context of cosmetics, skin color is an obvious thing to consider, so today I begin talking about race in this rather safe context. And maybe I'll get braver.
Okay, that was an unnecessarily inflammatory way to say it, so let me explain. Not just yesterday but whenever they offer, I visit an multinational conglomerate's beauty division and let them test make-up on my face. My white face. It's crucial that it be a white face. Not because that's the only type of face they test; they also test Japanese faces (I asked; I did not ask about other kinds of faces), but because here in Japan, it's not as easy for them to come by white faces as it is easy to recruit Japanese faces upon which to test their make-up. So my value is in being comparatively rare, not in being white. But I can't help being aware that it is my whiteness which is rare and therefore valuable to them. I don't like it, being valued for my skin color. Equally I don't like being dismissed for my skin color (which happens here on a regular basis too, though not at the beauty division of the multinational conglomerate).
It pays very well, having a white face. I don't know how much Japanese faces get paid to have make-up tested on them; I hope they get the same generous amount, but if they don't that would just reflect relative scarcity, not implicit value. On the other hand, if the pay is to reflect the opportunity cost of being at their company and doing their bidding for a few hours, then pay should be the same for all participants regardless of skin color. And I don't even know what the pay is for anyone other than myself! But still it bothers me. I know if I had skin that was the norm, this company never would have searched me out--I'd never have fallen into their network. But by virtue of my skin, I'm in, and in fact have been asked to recruit other white women, which I have.
On the other hand, I LOVE talking about cosmetics and testing them out (I was told I was one of their favorite subjects because I talk so much, which strikes me as funny as I would normally consider myself to be reticent, but they're paying (and well!) so I give them a running commentary of every thought going through my head about make-up while I'm with them). I miss talking to my girlfriends and sisters about make-up and hairstyles and all that, so when I visit this company, I'm thrilled they pay me to do this very thing. We have lots of fun during my visit; we laugh and chat and I've even given a CD to a worker with similar taste to mine. But we work too. I apply make-up and scrub it off and am interviewed, photographed, videotaped, and fill out questionnaires, and have tests done on my skin that I'm not allowed to talk about. (The tests are not that exciting but they are confidential.) My favorite visits are the ones in which a professional make-up artist applies products to my face. I sit very still thinking, "I can't believe they pay me to do this!"
So this is the third time I've written a post about my make-up testing, but I've never actually posted one to the blog. That's because race is such a central and distressing issue in my life that it pains me to talk about it. So this is a start. In the context of cosmetics, skin color is an obvious thing to consider, so today I begin talking about race in this rather safe context. And maybe I'll get braver.
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