poetry

Four Letters Down (I Come From)

by Jose 07.18.2010

“Four Letters Down” (I Come From) by Jose Vilson (draft) But where I come from isn’t yours I come from disjointed alphabets, incongruent pronunciations of antique names, Burgundy stoned buildings arranged vertically, inorganically With pathways tight enough to hear the shrill screams of murder and mayhem But wide enough to feel like it’s not everyone’s [...]

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Book Giveaway June 2010: Hija De Mi Madre by Carmen Mojica Fabian

by Jose 05.26.2010

Welcome back to my monthly book giveaway! < insert applause here > One of two books I’m giving away is Carmen Mojica Fabian’s Hija De Mi Madre, a poetry chapbook I’ll soon have on my bookshelf and I suggest others get that as well. I can tell you more about the book, but I’ll let [...]

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On Why I Just Cannot Fathom Doing 30 Poems In 30 Days (NaPoWriMo)

by Jose 04.19.2010

Hanging around poets, I often get random memes thrown in my direction. Sometimes, they’re simple writing prompts gathered from current events or some erudite writer, or “homework” from a workshop or a show I attended. I don’t always pay attention to them, but that’s often left to us to figure out. Then, around every April, [...]

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For Reasons Beyond Me

by Jose 02.24.2010

“For Reasons Beyond Me” by me (first, and a very rough, draft) You’re not in my dreams anymore, Self-felicitating figment of  my imagination, Meet me at my torso Talk to me real slow Partition the convo like so Tell me all your perfect flaws Before we take a little pause Work on in this little [...]

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Short Notes: I Like Living This Way, I Like Loving This Way

by Jose 12.20.2009

A few links: Clay Burell makes his triumphant return to blogging with this random yet well-prosed musing about where he’s been for the last … ever. [Beyond School] Speaking of which, Clay pointed me to a great Seth Godin blog pointing out why you, yes you, need to stop complaining when you finally get a [...]

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A New Moon (My First Kiss)

by Jose 11.12.2009

It’s been a long time since I’ve shared any work from the Acentos workshops on Sunday. I didn’t share this at the workshop because I got shy. Yes, I have that emotion in my arsenal. Follow: My first kiss was the sweetest “Shut the F*k Up” I’d ever gotten from the first of many curvy, [...]

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Short Notes: 2Pac Will Never RIP, Lady GaGa, and Jamaica

by Jose 09.13.2009

A few notes: 2Pac is a freakin’ legend. He’ll never truly rest in peace. He’ll always live on in the hearts and minds of those who were even so much as touched by his music. There, I said it. RIP means nothing for a man like that. The Acentos Workshop was really good. Can I [...]

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Make You Whole

by Jose 07.21.2009

“Make You Whole” by Jose Vilson © 2009 She gives him a look of absent fatalism Welds streams of release through her face’s fine crevices Blood surfaces just below her epidermis Flushing away the transparencies of her tears and her emotions She’s flawless, Nicks and bruises all along her curvatures Willing to walk into whirlwinds [...]

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Sacrosanct

by Jose 06.29.2009

Alas, the year is finally over for me. Today was my first official day off from school, and my feet, more than any other part of my body, have been thanking me for giving them some much needed rest. There are wars going on all across the world, dictatorships and coups reigning, unemployment reaching scary [...]

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Decimas For The Poet In You

by Jose 06.03.2009

These poems were birthed from a poetry workshop Tara Betts did as the featured facilitator for the Acentos group. Some of the poems I’ve been sharing over the last couple of weeks have come from that workshop. These are obviously all drafts, but check the rhyme anyways: The first is dedicated to people who won’t [...]

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