Poetry

PHANTOM BILL STICKERS POETRY @ RIVER CITY ON THE BANKS OF THE MIGHTY WAIKATO RIVER

Celebrating National Poetry Day in Hamilton, Phantom Billstickers will be adorning Hamilton City, New Zealand, with an array of poem posters by prominent New Zealand and American poets. Pasting the poems onto the walls and alleyways of downtown, Phantom will bring Hamilton alive with the poetry of the world, connecting hearts and minds with river cities everywhere. From the Mississippi to the Waikato, poem posters bring imagination, music and beauty back into the streets.
  
PASTING THE POEMS

Poem Of The Week - To a Poet: By Alexander Pushkin

Alexander Pushkin

 




A poet! Do not prize the love of people around,

It soon will pass -- the glorifying hum --

And come a court of fools and laughing of cold crowd --

But you must always stay firm, morose and calm.

 

Concerning Those Statues In The Park: By Jim Wilson

Poster Run in Lambertville, New Jersey and New Hope, Pennyslvania 20th and 21st June 2010.
 
It's been so hot here for over a week now that a few days ago I saw a Redneck explode in the street.
 

Poem of the Week: ''Nafanua, the Samoan goddess of war, becomes a Creole'' by Tusiata Avia

 

Nafanua, the Samoan goddess of war, becomes a Creole

 
Nafanua lays the flesh of smoked freshwater fish
against the skin of her belly
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Poem of the Week: SISTER TO THE SPHINX by Stephen Oliver

SISTER TO THE SPHINX
 
for Judith Baragwanath
 
 
Some poets long ago might have seen you as
odalisque reclining at one of those old Ponsonby
parties. Oh you were far too upright for that.
You who are sister to the sphinx, how is it then,
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A LETTER FROM VIENNA; by Jossy Gerö

yellow room - Backerstrasse

OUR first day. Willi and I started our phantom poster run through the streets of my home city, Vienna. We started the poster run after a long period of rain, floods and thunder. A deluge that lasted for weeks. It was the wettest spring for 150 years. And longer than I can remember!

There was snow on the mountains, no chance for postering poems in the city. Then. Finally, THE SUN came out...

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Poem of the week: Family Tree by Jeffery D. McCaleb

Family Tree

The gene pool is leaking. There’s a crack in its concrete foundations.

The Family Tree’s roots have nowhere else to creep.

All the crevices, all the nooks and crannies,

All the small spaces and places of this globe have been spanned.

The gene pool is leaking. There’s a crack in its concrete foundations.

My grandparents’ grandparents planted a seed, an unknown variety.

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Poem of the week: by Bill Direen

Line 31, Gare de l’Est, Paris
"Before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal."
— John Synge (the very words I was reading when she boarded)

In the hollow of a crowded bus
The whore’s bare arms and legs glowing;
A rich stench like blood, alcohol,
and tincture mixed with sweat,
Hers, and that of others:

Possessed again and again
By visions of one who had just abused her,
She spat Chadic curses
Into the silent crowd of commuters

Woke Up This Morning And Got Myself a Broom

Lambertville, New Jersey

Phantom Billstickers Poster Run, Lambertville, New Jersey, Saturday May 29th - Monday May 31st.

Poem of the week: Her Shoes by Andrei Voznesensky (r.i.p.)

Her Shoes

by Andrei Voznesensky (r.i.p.)

When I walk in the park or swim in the sea,
A pair of her shoes waits there on the floor.

The left one leaning on the right,
Not enough time to set them straight.

The world is pitch-black, cold and desolate,
But they are still warm, right off her feet.

The soles of her feet left the insides dark,
The gold of the trademark has rubbed off.

A pair of red doves pecking seed,

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