Spare Room presents
Maryrose Larkin
Cedar Sigo
Sunday, February 6
7:30 pm
Open Space
2815 SE Holgate Blvd.
(503)233-6736
$5 suggested donation
Maryrose Larkin lives in Portland, Ore. where she works as a donor researcher. She is the author of Inverse (nine muses books, 2006),Whimsy Daybook 2007 (FLASH+CARD, 2006), The Book of Ocean(i.e. press, 2007), DARC (FLASH+CARD, 2009) and The Name of this Intersection is Frost (Shearsman Books, 2010). Maryrose is one of the organizers of Spare Room, a Portland-based writing collective, and is co-editor, with Sarah Mangold, of FLASH+CARD, a chapbook and ephemera poetry press. She is currently working on "Twenty Questions for Five Masters" a play for Language Master and voice.
Cedar Sigo is 32 years old. His books include Goodnight Nurse, Selected Writings, Portraits, Expensive Magic, Slivers, and most recently Stranger In Town. He has blogged for SF MOMA and The Poetry Foundation. He lives in San Francisco.
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Upcoming Readings
2/12: Memorial reading & celebration for Leslie Scalapino (sponsored by Reed College and Spare Room)
3/13: Canarium Books: Robert Fernandez, Ish Klein, Joshua Edwards & TBA
3/27: Barbara Henning and Will Owen
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from MARROWING
Broken how
and I cant
grey blinked
and mixed into
then less than against
her crossing ladder alone
the sentence swimming
until the concrete cracked
joy contained wilder
a self-eyed wave
reading as reading
greater than
spinning or standing
less than cell
spun framed and found
Maryrose Larkin
LONDON, LONDON
Light turned up on the green wall, I was
careful when shaving letting the hairs grow out
till late afternoon. I have done some drinking for sport
nothing that’s crippling. Off nights I enjoy a light
solution cognac before bed. The balance of pressure
must be taken up by the skull, every seat filled
in my (too small) theater. Cloth chosen & hung on nails.
Carriage Entrance. The diamonds as I drew them had great
cross-hatching lines both front & back of the range.
I saw a lone flower & wanted some stray & bloody stripe
mass produced, per request. A simple cut back garden,
split a pot of tea & further my fortune. I could just not
give up all the inanimate, innumerable obsessions. Nor keep on
with the same sorts of poems. Get me my radio
I want to listen to some professional music.
Cedar Sigo