{"id":3939,"date":"2013-06-30T01:54:52","date_gmt":"2013-06-30T01:54:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sporkpress.com\/?p=3939"},"modified":"2013-06-30T01:54:52","modified_gmt":"2013-06-30T01:54:52","slug":"3-poems-brad-fest-pt-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/2013\/06\/30\/3-poems-brad-fest-pt-12\/","title":{"rendered":"3 Poems || Brad Fest Pt. 1\/2"},"content":{"rendered":"

2013.01<\/strong>
\n 
\nTranscribed as numerals, the New Year
\nalways looks futuristic. \u201c2013\u201d doesn\u2019t always
\ndesignate the same thing. It lacks the riot of
\nother forms.* Take two-thousand thirteen Common Era.
\n 
\nThis epoch of sound in which little (could stop)
\nole\u2019 me (from) asking around about how veterans measure time\u2014
\nhow they couldn\u2019t quite get it, quite get how sound is made\u2014
\nsound like some old crusty mademoiselle<\/em>, some ether night,
\n 
\nsome Latter Day Lady Saint Django who lets McFly remain
\nan enigmatic constant [. . .]. I\u2019ll admit this: it ain\u2019t
\nthe most pleasant aria, nor line of questioning* : this ridiculous
\nhalf-haphazard 2013, this considered inversion,* this year
\n 
\nof fabulous living,* of old reality, of new petty tragedies:
\nit means reliving the past through its constant addictions and failures.
\nYay.
\n 
\n 
\n_______________________
\n::notes<\/em>
\n* Take, perhaps, a militant anti-children stance.
\n* Pink\u2019s shit day. (And yellow, half red and black, and etc.)
\n* \/intervention.
\n* of nukes.
\n 
\n___________________________________________________________________________
\n2013.02<\/strong>
\n 
\nTurn around w\/ your stupid conviction, autistically
\nprostituting yourself for the betterment of your ancestors.
\nYou\u2019re so profound, so, how shall we say, liked; you\u2019re a
\ncancer upon the digital age, a fathomless apex of Prufrock-
\n 
\nlike despair. Thank god it\u2019s you and ain\u2019t me. For if it were me
\nI\u2019d disown my family, turn aside all invitations to contribute
\nor sympathize, caustically pretend to feel stuff that I\u2019ve never
\neven admitted admitting the legality of feeling in the first place,
\n 
\nand then close the warehouse door, slam shut the liminal space
\nb\/t you and some other thing, b\/t me and the things that have
\nonly been suggested\u2014we\u2019d all be fantastic in the night delirium
\nof standard forms and new friends and your spare heroes.
\n 
\nThis is the volta. This is the moment where the above ceases
\nto resonate. We\u2019ll be fantastic. We\u2019ll drown upon waking. Yes.
\n 
\n 
\n___________________________________________________________________________
\n2013.03<\/strong>
\n 
\nHello. You are reading this poem. You are
\nreading it for the journal that you\u2019ve agreed
\nto wade through mountains of shitty poetry for.
\nAren\u2019t you special, aren\u2019t you fantastic. For you
\n 
\nare. You are the cutting edge of the literary scene,*
\na paragon of judgment and authority, w\/ a fair share
\nof democratic spirit thrown in. Congratulations. But
\nI imagine you ain\u2019t proud of yourself, or think you\u2019re
\n 
\n\u201celite,\u201d or whatever. You\u2019re just wading through this
\nstack of poems, hoping something comes out the other
\nend, hoping something hits you enough so that you can
\ngo to your editor saying, \u201cHey, this one, amongst the
\n 
\ntrash heaps of everything else we got, this one ain\u2019t so
\nbad, so, you know, maybe we could publish it?\u201d Yes.
\nYou should.
\n 
\n 
\n_________________________
\n::notes<\/em>
\n* Whether you like or realize it or not.
\n 
\n 
\n___________________________________________________________________________
\nBradley J. Fest <\/strong>received his MFA in poetry from the University of Pittsburgh, where he is now a Visiting Instructor and PhD candidate studying nineteenth through twenty-first century American literature. This April he will defend his dissertation, \u201cThe Apocalypse Archive: American Literature and the Nuclear Bomb.\u201d His work has appeared in boundary 2, Studies in the Novel,<\/em> and Critical Quarterly<\/em>, and he has an essay forthcoming this spring in The Silence of Fallout: Nuclear Criticism in a Post-Cold War World<\/em>. His poems have appeared in Open Thread, BathHouse, Flywheel<\/em>, and elsewhere. He blogs regularly at The Hyperarchival Parallax.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

2013.01   Transcribed as numerals, the New Year always looks futuristic. \u201c2013\u201d doesn\u2019t always designate the same thing. It lacks the riot of other forms.* Take two-thousand thirteen Common Era.   This epoch of sound in which little (could stop) ole\u2019 me (from) asking around about how veterans measure time\u2014 how they couldn\u2019t quite get […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3939","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-things"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3939","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3939"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3939\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3939"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3939"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3939"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}