tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14301475409526266962024-03-13T17:57:15.529-04:00Old Newsfree poetryRyan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comBlogger268125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-91216908443157877992023-05-31T12:24:00.000-04:002023-05-31T12:24:16.340-04:00form<p><a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2023/03/09/magazine/poem-form.html" target="_blank">This poem</a> appeared in <i>The New York Times Magazine</i> in March, thanks to Anne Boyer.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRpy0AnaxQAaFoyMVLAlnf6In8aMuNo7eBEStbujDYzl9-xiE1_jqIPBLPf5C-35FHzfPlmgFXeDWqjhXmKleNuJzUCRLp2LaFAKB5f4o5th6FRrfgo3txTAM8USl4jH2k64OPrH79ixahyjRfREC6hD8QZ3Cuc_YSqcinkvUfiHPsFJLgTYVtnht/s2048/form%20poem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1870" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRpy0AnaxQAaFoyMVLAlnf6In8aMuNo7eBEStbujDYzl9-xiE1_jqIPBLPf5C-35FHzfPlmgFXeDWqjhXmKleNuJzUCRLp2LaFAKB5f4o5th6FRrfgo3txTAM8USl4jH2k64OPrH79ixahyjRfREC6hD8QZ3Cuc_YSqcinkvUfiHPsFJLgTYVtnht/w365-h400/form%20poem.jpg" width="365" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-61239633746345266602022-10-08T17:25:00.000-04:002022-10-08T17:25:28.264-04:00Prolit #7<p>The latest issue of <b><i><a href="https://www.prolitmag.com/issue-7" target="_blank">Prolit</a></i></b>, one of the best things going, just came out. It includes <a href="https://www.prolitmag.com/issue-seven/eckes" target="_blank">three poems</a> from my new chapbook, <i>Old Light</i>. Thanks to Patrick Blagrave.</p>Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-66193574628991120342022-07-23T12:33:00.003-04:002023-02-26T12:56:11.919-05:00Old Light<p>I made a chapbook called <b>Old Light</b>. 15 new poems, 17 pages. Cover art by Quyen H. 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General Motors is <a href="https://archive.org/details/ryaneckesgeneralmotors/mode/2up" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Fine Nothing is <a href="https://archive.org/details/ryaneckesfinenothing/mode/2up" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Because I am unemployed right now, donations are appreciated. Venmo: @Ryan-Eckes<br />
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-22223587669220353732020-02-06T16:26:00.000-05:002020-03-08T15:41:40.584-04:00wet moneyWet Money is free, thanks to <a href="https://radicalpaper.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Radical Paper Press</a>. To get a copy, email radicalpaperweight@gmail.com. You can also make donations to the press via paypal to the same email address to help cover postage costs. You can download PDF <a href="https://archive.org/details/ryaneckeswetmoney/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-33674245760173636322019-11-09T14:11:00.000-05:002019-11-09T14:11:40.578-05:00General Motors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This book will be going out of print at the end of 2019. Until then, you can order it from <a href="https://www.splitlippress.com/generalmotors" target="_blank">Split Lip Press for $10</a> or get it directly from me (email me at ryaneckes@gmail.com).Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-36878642829544099552019-07-14T18:02:00.000-04:002019-07-14T18:02:55.100-04:00Reading at Civitella RanieriHere is a reading I gave in a castle in Italy in May:<br />
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<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-90409275490653078412019-05-09T16:54:00.001-04:002019-05-09T16:55:25.754-04:00Prolit and RecenterTwo new online journals, <a href="https://www.prolitmag.com/issue-one" target="_blank"><b>Prolit</b></a> and <a href="http://www.recenterpress.com/issue-one-spring-2019.html" target="_blank"><b>Recenter</b></a>, both based in Philly, have published some of my poems, which you can read <a href="https://www.prolitmag.com/issue-one/eckes" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="http://www.recenterpress.com/issue-one-ryan-eckes.html" target="_blank">here</a>. Thanks to Patrick Blagrave and thanks to Terra Olvr.Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-70578241348571621612019-04-08T15:45:00.001-04:002019-04-08T15:45:13.474-04:00Day JobsWriter and professor Mike Ingram has a great podcast called <a href="http://www.mikeingram.net/dayjobs" target="_blank"><b>Day Jobs</b></a> in which he talks to artists about making art and making a living. He interviewed me recently about adjuncting, labor organizing, higher education, various jobs and the ways people think about work. You can listen to our conversation <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/ryan-eckes/id1446509810?i=1000433591321&mt=2" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-33648234881534238752019-02-14T14:36:00.000-05:002019-12-18T21:44:43.778-05:00fine nothingA chapbook of new poems, <i><b><a href="https://albionbooks.net/fine-nothing/" target="_blank">fine nothing</a></b></i>, was just published by Albion Books. Thank you to Brian Teare.<br />
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-60421803502440025632019-01-08T12:58:00.000-05:002019-01-08T12:58:26.004-05:00interviewAs a supplement to <i><a href="http://touchthedonkey.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Touch the Donkey</a> #18</i>, rob mclennan interviewed me about mixing poetry and essay, influences over time, and how one "becomes" a poet. You can <a href="http://touchthedonkey.blogspot.com/2018/07/ttd-supplement-110-seven-questions-for.html" target="_blank">read it here</a>.<br />
<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-47880256482303372492018-09-21T13:17:00.002-04:002018-10-10T13:04:23.271-04:00spliffevery time you mourn a republican<br />
a kitten chokes to death<br />
and it’s back to school<br />
in the smoke of productivity<br />
there’s a pillow in a trash can<br />
in front of my building<br />
houses are for sale up & down <br />
the make-believe<br />
what do you want<br />
a new career<br />
a box fan in the window <br />
a box of old how-to<br />
books on proof<br />
in the pudding<br />
a televised-ass life<br />
gas mileage alone<br />
in the dark<br />
a last laugh that lets you <br />
sleep<br />
and beyond what dollar<br />
do you stop meaning <br />
what you say<br />
and wake up on a cruise<br />
where the ocean says <i>leave me alone</i><br />
from the gutted prayer<br />
in your throat<br />
proving your puppethood<br />
enough to renounce <br />
the profit motive<br />
forever<br />
so we can be friends <br />
and i can stop trying <br />
to solve <br />
my own murder<br />
which is a real drag<br />
since i’m still alive<br />
waiting in line <br />
for my certificate of salvage<br />
from the department of motor vehicles<br />
on a tuesday<br />
if i have to scrape out<br />
someone else's dream<br />
to bury it properly<br />
i will scrape out <br />
someone else's dream<br />
to bury it properly<br />
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-77650620054402854752018-07-10T14:23:00.001-04:002018-12-15T18:18:23.540-05:00fantasyask me about the labor of liking<br />
a narcissist<br />
and maybe we’ll get to the present<br />
which was whose idea<br />
or my old foolish hope<br />
that one moment of trust would<br />
overcome the relentless branding <br />
of every single person <br />
that is the constant erasure<br />
of difference<br />
and therefore of commonality<br />
that wherever you go in public<br />
you’re a customer feeding<br />
another customer their status<br />
and that you’re expected to smile<br />
for the camera<br />
that that’s normal<br />
that celebrities are gods<br />
who aren’t worried about nazis<br />
or the democrats who serve nazis<br />
while chiding the working class<br />
for not voting <br />
for someone else’s money<br />
what would happen if we stopped<br />
petting the newsfeed<br />
what if there’s a respect that’s only <br />
attainable through solidarity<br />
and what if that solidarity is only<br />
attainable in a street <br />
where you cannot own or control <br />
or manipulate another person<br />
where there’s no such thing <br />
as a president<br />
and <i>presence</i> means mutual aid<br />
and what if this street made us<br />
talk in new ways<br />
and our words led to new kinds<br />
of pleasure that we can barely <br />
imagine right now <br />
and someone said i’m searching<br />
for a home that’s not just a drug<br />
at sunset <br />
and what if we got addicted <br />
to this street <br />
like one can get addicted <br />
to someone who fucks them right<br />
and what if this addiction <br />
started pouring from one street <br />
to another to another <br />
and the streets were full for days<br />
and days that never end<br />
and what if in these days all the pain<br />
and betrayal and abandonment<br />
in every single person’s past <br />
fed one strange collective ego<br />
and in one breath<br />
we stopped taking shit <i>and</i> got each other’s backs<br />
and we rose up like an ocean <br />
and what if in this fantasy <br />
that makes me breathless <br />
at the thought of the end of being used <br />
and the great release of pain <br />
that would be so just<br />
we’d have to make up a new word <br />
for <i>justice</i>—what if even then<br />
the zombie still wanted a cut—<br />
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the zombie still wants a cut<br />
so i return my body to my body<br />
to say what it needs to say—<br />
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<i>you can use what i love <br />
against me<br />
you can kick my head<br />
into the curb<br />
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you can use what i love<br />
against me<br />
you can kick my head<br />
into the curb<br />
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you can use what i love<br />
against me<br />
you can kick my head<br />
into the curb<br />
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you can lie into the mirror forever<br />
you can you use what i love<br />
against me<br />
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you can gaslight the ocean forever<br />
you can kick my head into the curb<br />
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you can gaslight the ocean forever<br />
you can kick my head into the curb<br />
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you can have yourself <br />
for dinner<br />
you can have yourself <br />
for dinner<br />
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the street will still be there<br />
the ocean will be here<br />
the language will be made<br />
the people will be free</i><br />
<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-17234539409395354652018-07-10T14:19:00.002-04:002018-07-10T14:19:35.731-04:00nightmarebecause of the pain of your grievances<br />
said the administrator<br />
i will hide behind this brand<br />
as if it were a shield<br />
from the nightmare<br />
that sustains my ego<br />
Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-18247207392750742002018-04-22T16:22:00.000-04:002018-04-22T16:22:50.855-04:00reviews"Did the dream of speed begin with the birth of the car? Or was that the dream of escape–of hopping in the car and going, leaving your life and responsibilities behind? And is this desire for speed and escape a particularly American thing?" Gina Myers wrote about <i>General Motors</i> for <i>Fanzine</i>--<a href="http://thefanzine.com/a-song-about-overthrowing-capitalism-on-ryan-eckes-general-motors/">read it here</a>.<br />
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And Noel Black wrote about <i>General Motors</i> and Stephanie Young's new book at <i>Hyperallergic</i>: "Taken together, <i>It’s No Good Everything’s Bad</i> and <i>General Motors</i> feel like a reawakening of old, important truths about labor in new, urgent, and direct poetic forms." <a href="https://hyperallergic.com/438962/its-no-good-everythings-bad-stephanie-young-doublecross-press-general-motors-ryan-eckes-split-lip-press/">Read the whole thing here</a>.<br />
<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-77154447812984553582018-04-15T19:16:00.000-04:002018-04-15T19:16:38.586-04:00in the kitchenHere's one of three chase scenes recorded by Alina Pleskova for the sitting room series--listen/watch more here: <a href="https://twitter.com/sittingrmseries">https://twitter.com/sittingrmseries</a><br />
<blockquote class="twitter-video" data-lang="en"><div dir="ltr" lang="en">SITTING ROOM SERIES 006: Ryan Eckes (<a href="https://twitter.com/ryaneckes?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">@ryaneckes</a>) - Philly, PA. Poem 1 of 3, excerpt from “Chase Scenes” <a href="https://t.co/HU3VGIkjz9">pic.twitter.com/HU3VGIkjz9</a></div>— sitting room series 🛋 (@sittingrmseries) <a href="https://twitter.com/sittingrmseries/status/979750853002366976?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">March 30, 2018</a></blockquote><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js"></script><br />
Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-84718992969975606382018-03-03T15:06:00.000-05:002018-04-09T00:27:00.966-04:00General Motors<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"><b><a href="https://www.splitlippress.com/generalmotors" target="_blank">This new book</a></b> is now in the world, thanks to Split Lip Press. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">To celebrate, I'll be reading with Laura Jaramillo on Saturday, April 14th, 7:30pm at Morning Glory Diner, 10th & Fitzwater, in the FOH'LL reading series. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Booksellers, you can order copies at a discount directly from the press <a href="https://www.splitlippress.com/booksellers" target="_blank">right here</a>.</span></span>Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-14538938803957001672018-01-19T16:24:00.000-05:002018-02-04T14:30:58.785-05:00Coming soon from <a href="https://www.splitlippress.com/generalmotors" target="_blank">Split Lip Press</a> - you can pre-order it <a href="https://www.splitlippress.com/generalmotors" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-39906394583032691662017-12-07T17:03:00.000-05:002018-12-15T18:13:21.939-05:00keeping saint mondayyou can always hide in the idea<br />
that no one cares<br />
kick around the desert<br />
waiting for some chin music<br />
to come make it new again<br />
when i think of the years<br />
i think of a line across a page<br />
to erase history & any love<br />
that could gut a house<br />
for good reason<br />
my cold mouth in the wind<br />
like a kite<br />
as i return to work, park<br />
under same hard shadow<br />
where the ear of an organizer<br />
got sliced by ambition<br />
or the police, hard to say<br />
though it’s understood we should <br />
just accept reality, ronald reagan <br />
& mickey mouse are the same <br />
after all, your kids will turn out <br />
fine, unraped & voting<br />
for the rich in the dark<br />
the good life won’t stop <br />
for anyone<br />
there are the tracks<br />
& here is some rope<br />
a rumor of piano <br />
w/ keys of brick <br />
in a cellar <br />
to play for funerals<br />
where we'll finally catch up<br />
& pretend our labor <br />
was our own<br />
so that words are corpses too<br />
& the sermon drones on<br />
canning someone's struggle<br />
like a democrat who won't win<br />
we can play family<br />
until it disappears again<br />
or we can exit the grave<br />
& become something else<br />
just like that, a line across <br />
a page to step over<br />
& a stranger on the other side<br />
to take us in<br />
here, sit down<br />
let me tear this fog <br />
out of your chestRyan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-8144477881882139542017-11-26T18:32:00.001-05:002017-11-26T18:32:34.676-05:00chase sceneHere's a <a href="http://dusie.blogspot.ca/2017/11/tuesday-poem-241-ryan-eckes-chase-scene.html" target="_blank">chase scene</a> published recently in Dusie's Tuesday poem series, edited by rob mclennan.<div>
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-84764696715147979262017-11-12T13:05:00.000-05:002018-12-15T18:15:49.651-05:00dreambecause i carry no hope<br />
the moon smears itself<br />
on the trees<br />
like a dirty soda can<br />
from another notebook<br />
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on the tip of my tongue<br />
an old feeling’s dream<br />
i hate that word, “dream”<br />
its glassiness of water<br />
in pictures and nothing<br />
under but tomorrow<br />
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what a rip, knot in my back<br />
snowballing again<br />
to replace my heart<br />
w/ an amazon headquarters<br />
and more yuppies begging <br />
the super-rich w/ hashtag <br />
*phillydelivers* <br />
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please come ruin our city<br />
we promise to help you<br />
tighten the cement<br />
one isolated incident <br />
after another<br />
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year one has begun<br />
it is luxurious beyond luxurious<br />
it fits in the overhead bin<br />
it bites my arm off<br />
and pulls me into the sewer<br />
home of the employee-employer <br />
relationship<br />
i keep waking up here<br />
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i unroll my tongue<br />
like a red carpet<br />
for socialism<br />
we discuss thirst <br />
we discuss the pesticide <br />
in the wheat<br />
we discuss our service<br />
to a revolving door<br />
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a movement of people<br />
in the rust of waiting<br />
walk out, mouths opening <br />
like the hands of a clock <br />
running away from each other<br />
<br />Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-64593799943710836302017-10-21T14:43:00.001-04:002017-10-21T14:43:47.559-04:00Tripwire 13: Dialogues<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The new issue of <b><a href="https://tripwirejournal.com/" target="_blank"><i>Tripwire</i></a></b>, one of my favorite magazines, is online--"Dialogues"--which includes a chase scene and an email exchange with an anti-union employer--and a whole lot more. You can download a free pdf or buy a print copy. Thanks to David Buuck, the editor.</span><br />
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Ryan Eckeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06387404565398914577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430147540952626696.post-56152759277770966122017-09-22T09:00:00.000-04:002017-09-22T09:00:31.083-04:003 new poems<a href="https://www.thetinymag.com/ryan-eckes" target="_blank">3 new poems</a> are online in <b><i><a href="https://www.thetinymag.com/current-issue" target="_blank">the tiny</a></i></b>, a fantastic magazine edited by Gina Myers and Gabriella Torres. The new issue includes poetry by Maged Zaher, Carlos Soto-Román, Cynthia Arrieu-King, Colette Arrand, erica lewis and more.<br />
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