CALL FOR ARTISTS

#nationalpoetrymonth
#aprilispoetrymonth
#napowrimo
#napowrimo2024
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I’m honored to serve as Poet Laureate for @cityofreno in collaboration with @renobigartslittlecity as the 5th to do so since the creation of the position. My tenure will run from January 2024 through December 2025.
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Free Air Life

You may be shocked to hear this

but I am not ashamed

My mother is my therapist

and Nature is her name

Silently assessing something’s amiss

always showing me why I came

Choosing to illuminate bliss

rather than on focusing blame

She allows me to ask the questions

helping guide me to the answers

I don’t yet know I seek and need

Aiding my breathing and digestion

while my heart is training to be a dancer

and my soul is somehow freed

Arriving armed with excuses I begin to wander

my therapist always intent on disarming me

My selfish shadow’s desire to conquer

far outweighed by spirit’s desire for harmony

She lassos, levitates and leads my dreams

my stampeding herd of thoughts she culls

She whispers and at times she screams

evoking and provoking as she pushes and pulls

My illusion of control keeps me from being free

letting go is the best way to advance

As I move with her she moves in me

teaching my tender heart how to dance

She is always available whenever I need her

I can call on her fixes day or night

As my vision’s a blur she gives spirited stir

and mixes me well with the light

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Written for:

SAGEBRUSH TO SANDSTONE:

POETRY IN THE PARK

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 10th, 2024

4–6pm at Crissie Caughlin Park

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Stillness

Stillness

There remain magical places left in the world where, If you are still enough, you can hear the distant echoes which may tell you stories you wish to know.

Along well worn paths, those less travelled, and where trailblazers haven’t yet been there are storytellers taking forms which blend into the land itself.

Looking up at the sky, listening intently,

through the calls of the Ruby Crown Kinglets, the chatter of the Robins, the songs of the House Finches, the alerting awareness of the Scrub Jays and the playful fluttering of the Cedar Waxwings we can hear the echoes of the ancient chants over the fire from the ceremonial processions of the Numu or Northern Paiute people.

Sifting the soil beneath the hearty roots of the coyote willow we can hear the echoes of lighthearted conversations of the Wašiw or Washoe people weaving the fibrous branches of old into vessels for serving feasts

Below the stones lining the river’s edge helping to provide flowing life to the region we can hear the echoes of blessings and prayers spoken over a nursing child by their

Newe or Western Shoshone mother who was doing the same as the river then.

Amongst the thorns of the woods rose, floating on the shifting wind, we can hear the echoes of those nameless and unknown longing to belong and be loved.

We observe the birds.

We trod the earth.

We lay our hands upon the river rocks.

We feel the flow of the water

filtering through the past

bringing us up to date.

We hear the echoes of their stories

when we are still enough to do so,

which then move us into action

by first moving us within.

Placing our own hands upon our chest

we feel the feedback of the child

who once lived in this same body

We hear the echoes of them wanting

us to live in more harmony with the land

in more peace with each other

and in more appreciation

of these aging stories

we are sometimes unwittingly surrounded by

That we may surround ourselves

with unknown strangers

who become friends

by listening to their stories

and remaining still together

That we may surround each other

with calls, stories, songs, blessings,

conversations and prayers of love.

♾️♾️♾️

Written for:

SAGEBRUSH TO SANDSTONE:

POETRY IN THE PARK

WEDNESDAY, APRIL 10th, 2024

4–6pm at Crissie Caughlin Park

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Collective Breath-Poetry Book Club—National Poetry Month—April Poet of Study: GAILMARIE PAHMEIER

University of Nevada English Department

https://www.unr.edu/english/people/gailmarie-pahmeier

The House on Breakaheart Road

https://books.google.com/books/about/The_House_On_Breakaheart_Road.html?id=PmyVDwAAQBAJ&source=kp_author_description

Nevada Arts Council-Nevada Poet Laureate

Introduction

Nevada Arts Council-Nevada Poet Laureate

Farewell Address

Academy of American Poets

https://poets.org/poet/gailmarie-pahmeier

Manzano Mountain Review (3 Poems)

https://manzanomountainreview.com/gailmarie-pahmeier-poem-4

Nevada Independent Question & Answer

https://thenevadaindependent.com/article/indy-qa-nevada-poet-laureate-on-promoting-her-craft-and-how-to-read-poetry

Reno News and Review

Nevadan to Nevadan

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Collective Breath – Poetry Book Club – March 2024 Poet of Study: Ms AyeVee

NEXT UP ON THE MICROPHONE…

BIO:
Ms.AyeVee is an award-winning Afro-latina Literary Artist from Las Vegas, NV.
She is a woman of many hats with a passion for Poetry. Her work has been featured by the legendary All Def Poetry, Write About Now & Button Poetry. Ms. AyeVee has also been recognized by Las Vegas Book Festival, NPR & The US Congress for advancing the cause of literacy & extraordinary literary achievement. In 2022 Ms. AyeVee was selected as an official TEDx speaker for Las Vegas. She also runs a Las Vegas based poetry organization called, Beyond the Neon ( @btnpoetry ) that focuses on poetry exclusive events and community outreach. Ms.AyeVee is currently promoting her new poetry collection, Broken Silence.
Follow her poetic journey at…
https://linktr.ee/Msayevee

Writing Prompt(s):

Write in response to the title
“BROKEN SILENCE”

Book Link:
https://c54c26.myshopify.com/products/broken-silence

According to urban dictionary Broken silence is the silence that drowns a situation after hearing or witnessing something heartbreaking.

According to Collin’s Dictionary If someone breaks their silence about something, they talk about something that they have not talked about before or for a long time.
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Tapestry of Nevada Poets – Las Vegas Book Festival – Ms AyeVee (Ashley Vargas)

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Desert Flowers – Ted Talk – Ashley Vargas

Ms AyeVee

https://www.ted.com/talks/ashley_vargas_ms_ayevee_desert_flowers?utm_campaign=tedspread&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=tedcomshare

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Bruce Isaacson presents : Poet Ms AyeVee

(Ashley Vargas)

https://www.google.com/gasearch?q=ashley%20vargas%20poet&source=sh/x/gs/m2/5#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:e3dfbbc1,vid:mNQZXHj9mYU,st:0&vuanr=8

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MONDAY NIGHT POETRY: Spotlight Feature
Rundown:
March 4th, 2024
(Season 3, Session 10)
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3:00PM – Doors Open
5:30PM – Sign-Ups Open
6:00PM – Prompt Open
6:30PM – Mic Open (8 Slots)
✨✨Brief Intermission✨✨
Openers:
First – Pax Robinson
@flamingpaxalot
Second – Griffin Peralta
@griffinspiration
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Poetry Book Club-March Poet of Study &
💥💥💥SPOTLIGHT FEATURE💥💥💥
💥💥💥💥Ms. AyeVee 💥💥💥💥
@msayevee
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Event:
MONDAY NIGHT POETRY
Weekly Open Poetry Mic
@mondaynightpoetrynv
Since January 3rd, 2022
♾️
Created & Directed by JJZ
Poet Laureate @cityofreno
(5th – JAN/24 – DEC/25)
w/ @renobigartslittlecity
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✨SPECIAL EVENT COLLABORATION ✨
w/
Spoken Views Collective
@spoken_views_reno
Founder: Iain Watson
@amethyst_noir
(Established 2006)
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Hosts:
@2schae
@caleb.j.williams
@sidewayseightprojects ⭐️
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Venue:
@shimstavern
125 W 3rd St., Reno, NV
The Biggest Little City in the World
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Ashes to Ashes (Full Version)

On this Ash Wednesday I find myself in deep contemplation of my own mortality and individual purpose. Through writing, conversation, prayer, meditation, sharing and study I have been exposed to the darkest parts of myself as well as those parts which fight to shine through. Thank you to those precious ones who have helped me navigate sacred space and atonement along the way.
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I am eternally grateful to chosen family who’ve sat with me in silence, worship and social gathering to help grind through the refinement process in hopes of glimpses at sanctification. The ones who’ve asked and answered the hard questions. The ones who’ve fought the good fight and continue to do so. The ones who see love for the action verb that it is.
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Collective Breath – Poetry Book Club – February 2024 Poet of Study: Fariha Róisín

PERSONAL WEBSITE:

Source:

https://www.fariharoisin.com/

Excerpts:

Fariha Róisín is a multidisciplinary artist, born in Ontario, Canada. She was raised in Sydney, Australia, and is based in Los Angeles, California. As a Muslim queer Bangladeshi, she is interested in the margins, liminality, otherness, and the mercurial nature of being. Her work has pioneered a refreshing and renewed conversation about wellness, contemporary Islam, degrowth and queer identities and has appeared in The New York Times, Al Jazeera, The Guardian, Vice, Village Voice, and others. 

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Róisín has published a book of poetry entitled How To Cure A Ghost (Abrams), a journal called Being In Your Body (Abrams), and a novel named Like A Bird (Unnamed Press) which was named one of the Best Books of 2020 by NPR, Globe and Mail, Harper’s Bazaar, a must-read by Buzzfeed News and received a starred review by the Library Journal. Upon the book’s release, she was also profiled in The New York Times. Her first work of non-fiction Who Is Wellness For? An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who it Leaves Behind (HarperWave) was released in 2022, and her second book of poetry Survival Takes A Wild Imagination came out Fall of 2023.

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INFORMATIVE LINKS:

Fariha Róisín on the Healing Power of Poetry

https://www.vogue.com/article/fariha-roisin-interview-how-to-cure-a-ghost

Substack: Fariha Róisín

https://substack.com/@fariharoisin

Reading and conversation with Fariha Róisín

https://www.google.com/gasearch?q=Fariha%20R%C3%B3is%C3%ADn&source=sh/x/gs/m2/5#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:e710b7fd,vid:PlNtFykYsyE,st:0

Fariha Róisín Article

https://gossamer.co/blogs/conversations/fariha-roisin

(Duration 36min.31min.)

The Sound Bath Podcast: Who Is Wellness For? with Fariha Róisín

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SHORTER VIDEOS

(Duration 2min. 10sec.)

Fariha Róisín turns personal trauma into narratives of cultural resistance

(Duration 9min.)

Artist Shirin Neshat in Conversation with Fariha Róisin at NeueHouse

(Duration 22min.28sec.)

The Necessity of Healing Through Poetry with Fariha Róisín

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Fariha Róisín Poetry in Acacia Magazine

1st Issue

https://www.acaciamag.com/articles/deep-ecology

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This study is not meant to serve as an exhaustive account of this amazing writer’s work. It is meant to serve as a sample platter which will encourage others to seek out more for themselves in their own time. Please visit the personal website above to further support Fariha Róisín’s body of work. You will be happy you did.

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Curtain Call

I had the opportunity to share this piece at BOHEMIA NIGHT at @brukatheatre last night as a part of their annual Theatre and New Works Festival (13th)
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As a poet it was beautiful to share the stage with dancers, comedians, musicians, mimes, actors, and other poets. I love this festival every year. I hope you enjoy it as well.
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Collective Breath – Poetry Book Club – January Poet of Study – Jerrell Weatherbee

Poetic Novelist and Author of “Heaven’s Clouded Mind” and “Love’s Ideology”

Book Overview

Heaven’s Clouded Mind is a poetry book meant to be read from cover to cover as you explore the journey through the growth of my mind.

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https://linktr.ee/ThatsGoddessToYou

jerrellweatherbee@gmail.com

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Excerpts from:

Love’s Ideology

By Jerrell Weatherbee

Unicycle

“he knew best how to mold the clay that housed my dreams”

“because life is a run on sentence

wild animals caged in the margins of norm”

Disaster

after all; how long does it take an ocean to turn a mountain into a beach;

I finally became strong enough to move that mountain but now the sand is what I drown in

Childish Dreams

We all create dreams big enough to block the sun from our own shine

but a hero that’s able to save the world

must first be able to save himself

Man’s Man ***

LOVE THIS POEM

Fictitious

innocent minds are forced to adapt

to whatever exposure of existence

that it inherits;

life molests all of its offspring

Love Struck

but men build homes

To hide their insecurities in security;

sheltering a mind full of mysteries

haunted by the judgment;

banging gavels on the front door

to unhinge me;

so blinded by bright auras

of the love she embodied

that when she left;

I was forced to rediscover

my fears of the dark;

or of myself

Acceptance

but if we are in her image

then we are all artificial

Momo

because low hanging fruit was always dangerous since everyone

could easily touch it;

NJ TWERK PART 2

people were more than willing to

toss pretty pennies as a token to well wishes

granting them access to lay a hand on her canvas

then having to come home

and raise her son to be the man

she thought his father was

Cloth

then I’ve earned these scars;

they prophesize stories of my weakness

and it wasn’t until I stopped trying to hide them

that I found my strength

SELF ESTEEM ***

LOVE THIS POEM

Definition

creating the texture of the space silence will haunt;

that’s why the traumatized become so infatuated with the noise of motion;

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Belchee Part 2

I always took abandonment lightly

nobody could ever leave me

the way I left myself

Life Lines ***

LOVE THIS POEM

Entitlement

and still I chose to reach for her

as if it was the handle on myself;

which kind of makes me wonder

who really casted the first stone

REAL ASSERTIVE THOROUGH

you ever meet someone

so authentic it makes you question

if anything in your past was real?

Fate Struggle Helpless

she got convicted

but I had to serve the time

Please follow on IG:

@bearinglovesap

@sap_nation_llc

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Found In Never Never

I used to train dogs for a living but this majestic creature has taught me more than I could ever know. His presence is irreplaceable. His spirit is untamed. His being is beautiful. Finn Bomani Leroy Jenkins Zigmac was born 1/29/2014 by our estimation (though he may be older) It’s always hard to tell when one has lived the life of an adopted refugee as he has. Since none of us knows the days in a life, we’re trying to fill our days with as much life as possible. For Finn that looks like heading to Lake Tahoe to soak in its healing waters and capping off the evening with some fresh French fries from Char Pit. If you’re reading this I wish you his kind of joy. I wish you his abundance in life. I wish you his kind of love. Adventure is out there and the Zigmac crew are along for this ride together. 🙏🏽❤️🐾

Y’all please keep our boy Finn in your prayers. Rather than waiting for mid February to attend his annual wellness exam, God tugged at my heart today (Wednesday, 12/27/23) to take him to the emergency vet to check up on his intermittent cough and laborious breathing. Our fur baby has full blown lung cancer which undoubtedly started in his throat region. It has spread far enough that we’re only concerned with comfort at this point unless God sees fit to heal him from within. (I’ve already laid hands on him while sobbing profusely and prayed for exactly that upon returning home from Blue Pearl.) He has given us everything a creature can give and I feel helpless to give him anything besides steroid tablets dipped in creamy Jif peanut butter. I love you all. God is good. Lord please help me to be the person my dog thinks I am. Lord please heal our Finn.
In Jesus name. Amen.

Oh Bubba,

We love you.

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