the burlesque poetess(s)

poem-a-day week25 “Confounding but fun-sounding!”

October 18-24, 2010 week25: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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Tales of Polish bday week/month of more shows than sleep, decadence and melty fondue memories of floral wreathlets that don’t slip off your halo. In close decisions equally-worthy of being the teaser-poem— read my bday poem & my 2nd-to-last cabaret-busk poem, as it has vidjo!

170. October 21, 2010 (thurs., after the witching hour still out singing/being bday noisy…)
Half-and-half & nostalgia in mine

Creep out the garden gate
To all tomorrow’s fondess
Shit, someone got the flower girl

Drunk, wreathlet askew in all these photos
Fear is not endearing, a little wine blush
On the knees, dandelion smile

The cork-pop and laughter over the tear
-jerker toast, something shiny crunching underfoot
While dyed-to-match shoes rub identical

Blisters on the foxes fleeing the dance floor
That scene where “gin-pagne”
And knock-you-on-your-ass applejack

Have happened— be glad the parties
You leave still exhale aftershave and warm
Frivolity, indoor parodies of drum circles

A kind of goosing, unlacing flirting
That sparky new pair in the coat closet
That old story smoking on the front stoop

Throw some stray petals (or lime wedges)
Over your left shoulder for luck
Tomorrow there won’t be empty milk
Bottles waiting outside

poem in part inspired by the wonderful bitty floral wreath-let dangling ribbons my dear photog friend Justin Moore gifted me. pix of me being a drunk flower girl/flapperlet (it stays on even crooked) i’m sure will turn up. (past, present, future) et voila:

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poem-a-day week23 “The radical civility of the lover”

October 4-10, 2010 week23: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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Close 2nd place choices for this week’s teaser(s) are the really neat collab. art/dada writing ex. zine pages from the workshop i taught 10/7, online now: Yes I’ll bill rarely, Sherry. And a poem i wrote that’s a kind of conversation w. a variety of internet personalities/sources/bloggers: #155.

157. October 8, 2010 (fri. tinys cambridge premiere w. jill tracy/zoe boekbinder/dakota belle witt!)

“featuring our own Mick Ronson of the mando’”

We’re precious in black and white Puzzle piece expressions
Stories of cyanide in the cookie selection

Deadly songbook beside the lead tea tray—
Antipasto at the lesbian bistro
Vegan coconut carrot soup will let us sing

It’s important to weigh each talisman
In your hand before it xylophones your ribs
All night from around your un-scarved neck

Pick up some stray noise makers
At the army surplus, it’s a military masque next week
Meff’s voice is anchor’d underwater

My height can turn street corner bowler tricks
Pimp derby hat you’ll see as only the Good Ship Lolli-pop
Sheer force of corkscrew curls

Screwy prevert thoughts whisper-lisped
Brown bumblebee lips’ singular curses
Couldn’t your clarinet have been smaller?

Gimp! Drop that mandolin
Don’t pound the keys— cease
Being our buxom violist’s footstool
And take that average-sized wood
-wind out the back way

i cannot stress enough how much you need to go explore David Aquilina’s full gallery from the night. displays our relentlessly sezual antics…

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poem-a-day week21 “Broad hip’d broadcast markup language”

i’m everso everso tardy/be-hind/betwixt & ‘tween & playing awful ketchup, mes amis. do forgive me. last sat. (Cynthia von Buhler-world) to now (and it’s not over yet!) have been some of the most overstimulating art wankery ginormous and important-to-me performances of my life. and i started teaching my zine workshop! happy lady. full service multimedia freelance burlesque poetess & professoress, at yo soivece.

September 20-26, 2010 week21: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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140. September 21, 2010 (tues.)

I. Busking “MinInstruments” (tinys + Edrie!)

When sexy Communists—
i mean dominatrix Socialists—
i mean socialites of sidewalks

Get out of the car button’d like Louise
Brooks, bee-stung bob ready for the front line—
(Queue swimming with green paper)

Autocoaches crash abrubtly, yellow spyglasses
Tinkle of glass, a tin giggle in the distance

We are now lousy with illegit’ $2 bills
Pauvre Thomas Jefferson
(He didn’t seem like a “1 belt” kind of guy)

II. Hypothesis Show première

Once upon a childhood paleontologist—
i mean middle school marine biologists—
i mean all grown up burlesque

Inquisitive minds must combine
Experimental tassel twirling, subverting
The strip tease, tighty whiteys

And poetry of womanism, faces on flour and syrup
Food product like Frank-n-Furter’s
Garter’d lovechild with Marie Antoinette

Singing phallus, beckoning to be
Lap partners—
i mean lab partners

img of Kirby Bits from ‘Midnight Vultures’ by Lacy Gazelle, FB & top hipstamatic of Edrie from her FB

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poem-a-day week20 “Here agony— In bloomers, bunnies beloved by hatters”

September 13-19, 2010 week20: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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135. September 14, 2010 (tues.)

Walk-in appointment with the architect
Of my collapsible midway, a myriad of mumbling
Intoxicating monologues from con-artists

Illustrated scholars in each booth
Twirling their kimono belts suggestively
Narcissus flower prints throbbing with colour

Behind these silk cords muses twirl
i turn like a carousel pony impaled with dreams
For your delectation, to jostle your journal
.

i woke inside a chapter book
The bohemian twenty-something nothing
Year olds, somebody not quite Mrs. Dalloway

In a bouquet-print wrap dress
A paper hostess to vegan viscera
Cheeseless jokes, just waking up

Inside your life while the bday boy
Has a lot of catching up to do
And a ten year reunion to declare not worth it

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poem-a-day week19 “The short life span being popular in the 19th century”

September 6-12, 2010 week19: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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131. September 10, 2010 (fri.)
“Don’t you know you have to wear eyeliner in your twitter picture?”

Exhausted by beauty marks
Knee Boop-bent inward
Lower eyelids spider weighted

Cartoonish astonishment, celluloid sensuality
.

“How would mom dress as an almost 26 year old?”
Wrap me in autumn, skirts snapped at
Paparazzi with glitter vampire bite

On his neck, my ambivalent
-ly overstuffed purse absent from this angle
i fondle the Prodigal bassist’s luck

Charms, we manage to say, “You know,
while you’re touching yourself”
A few times each

If you thought i looked ravishing
When i walked in, toes curled
With Erik Satie in a baggie

Wait til’ i dish on the useless erectile
Tissue, trans-perations, play piercings
We know the same human doll

And oy! Shomer shabbas Jews’ll
Do the darndest things—
My money’s no good here
No handkerchief to shake change

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poem-a-day week18 “The Art Deco spire, impractical dirigible terminal”

August 30-September 5, 2010 week18: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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123. September 2, 2010 (thurs., 2nd day busking for cabaret)
Erotika Nostalgia

Reunited shells
Shopping for very bright grapes
Corkscrews around your finger

Ampersands ~ kiss curls
Lovenotes stitched to satin lapels
Glitter shapes for eyes

A venue vineyard
Winos blotting autographs
A tad of tech week

Notes for everyone
Something glassy feels real now
No shards in our heels, stay

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poem-a-day week17 “subdued ‘morse code’ section between the verse and the chorus”

August 23-29, 2010 week17: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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118. August 28, 2010 (sat. New Blood ORG, cloud club)

Cleverly parking
Below piano factory
Balconies, cops and

Construction to seduce
Me away from the cookies
Spose i can learn you

Some Ziggy in the extra
Courtyard mossy “green room” rail
-ing propping journal

i swear i do other things
Than sit on stone benches
Making neanderthal spark starts

A capella “Mein Herr”
Summons the off duty
Emcee down from cloud

i’m just stoked to be
At a garden salon, biting
Off lyrics, bantering by tiki light

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i’m rah-ther proud of this week-in-verse, i hope you enjoy!
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#wordnerd-ing & new jew revue

Wordsmith.org word of the day: enfant terrible

PRONUNCIATION:
(ahn*-fahn* te-REE-bluh)
[* these syllables are nasal]
plural enfants terribles (ahn*-fahn* te-REE-bluh)

MEANING:
noun: A person, especially someone famous or successful, whose unconventional lifestyle, work, or behavior appears shocking.

ETYMOLOGY:
From French enfant terrible (terrible child).

USAGE:
“Once an enfant terrible, who as a young filmmaker challenged censors and outraged conservative critics, Koji Wakamatsu has not mellowed so much as ripened.” -Mark Schilling; All’s Unfair in Love and War; The Japan Times (Tokyo); Aug 13, 2010.

synchronicities! i’d just written this descriptive blurb for that no-good vaude-villian “the burlesque poetess” who alongside/in addit’ to the tiny instruments is going to participate in Truth Serum’s “New Jew Revue” 10/17. so yes, my blurb included a phrase i’ve never properly used before, but seemed to fit. and lo and behold a few days later it is the word of the day! i feel erudite. or like an erudetritus collector. anyhoo, enjoy our PR blurbs. i have fun writing them. i may (i hear tell) be doing some wordsmiffy-ing for the TOys soon, too…

jojo, The Burlesque Poetess
Known for “accidental fanny flashing” (Boston Globe), naughty verse in her knickers and $1 stripping sonnets, the “erudetritus”-collecting comedienne/enfant terrible will be “Burlesque Jewess-ing” with tales of Hebrew school trauma and poems on speaking “Frebrewlais!”

website: http://jojolazar.com

Meff ‘n’ jojo’s Tiny Instrument Revue
Retrosexual renegades from the “stage shtetl” of the Army of Broken Toys banter like Muppets over Pesach memories, renditions of Ukulele Ike songs rife with “euphemnuendo,” vaudevillian interpretations of glam rock, and original musical delinquency.

website: http://bit.ly/tinyFB

poem-a-day week16 “clothing style worn by members of the Goth subculture”

August 16-22, 2010 week16: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
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106. August 16, 2010 (mon., TOys photoshoot!)

Afternoon freak trickle down
Driveway puddles red

Teacups’ black teeth leer
Horse haunches ~ knock off ink drops
The quite mad supper

Quaint late apostles
Bunnies in the opium
Inhaling darjeeling

The last tea party’s
Tentacles offer sugar
Cubes, lacey table

Cloth clocks, filigrees
On Elvis Jesus’ hem
Spied through rabbit ears

Lit views over red
Cleavage, Our Holy Mother’s
Furry painted brow

What’s a few bacchanal grapes
Between friends, so steam-roped

Behind the scenes by David Aquilina :)

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