what happened yesterday: asian pacific american & latina/o poetry reading in oakland

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before the reading, had the sunny pleasure of meeting barbara jane reyes and javier o’huerta for drinks at the jack london rendezvous spot: heinold’s first and last chance bar:

the messed up thing is that barbara & javier wouldnt let me sit with them because they said only poets who have blogged at the poetry foundation harriet blog can sit at their table! haters!

anyhoo, after that oscar bermeo met up with us and we headed over to the reading, which was just a few blocks from jack london square. oscar & javier:

and hey, guess who else showed up? fresno poet lee herrick:

the reading was in a sexy loft that was also an artist residency space. so the readers actually read within the installation (they had to take off their shoes). unfortunately, not all my pics came out, so here’s just a sampling (not all readers are pictured, but they included
OSCAR BERMEO | MAI DOAN | KENJI C. LIU | BARBARA JANE REYES | VICKIE VÉRTIZ):

i think the whole coffin thing was a comment on how poetry aint dead or something. i dunno, maybe you have a better interpretation?

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6 thoughts on “what happened yesterday: asian pacific american & latina/o poetry reading in oakland

  1. "the messed up thing is that barbara & javier wouldnt let me sit with them because they said only poets who have blogged at the poetry foundation harriet blog can sit at their table! haters!"

    LOL! Thanks again for coming out for our "Chino-Latino" event. I hope you got to taste the horchata boba.

    And yep, you are right: poetry ain't dead!

  2. the third to the last photo is pretty amazing.

    If you were on Harriet, we could be the three harrieteers.

    "poetry ain't dead"? so contra Hegel. (I'm trying to get back into berkeley grad mode)

    it was fun.

  3. debbie, it is like a diorama! it wouldve been cooler if it had some plastic dinosaurs or something. the funny thing about the poets having to take off their shoes is that barbara was totally wearing 'sponge bob' socks! who knew?

    j, haha people walking by mustve been like–'so that's what a poet-funeral looks like.

    true, but what would derrida say?

    the three harrieteers! let's make it happen: who do i have to sleep with?

    xo
    c

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