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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDQHY6fip7ImA9WhRbFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:12:51.816-05:00</updated><title>A. Hello Whiskey</title><subtitle type="html">Q. What would you say to a glass of whiskey?</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AHelloWhiskey" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="ahellowhiskey" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UEQnYzcCp7ImA9WhRWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-113641173564578837</id><published>2015-01-04T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:20:03.888-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-01T15:20:03.888-05:00</app:edited><title>Welcome</title><content type="html">Thanks for visiting my web page. Here you'll find links to the places that have my work. &amp;nbsp;I will also share the work of others when I find myself being pulled into it, and providing I can get permission.&lt;br /&gt;
Hopefully this can also become a place to share ideas about writing, particularly poetry, although, almost anything could be interpreted as poetry.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am available to read my work and discuss poetry with students or anyone else interested, as individuals or groups, and I'm able to travel a reasonable distance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;
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I live in Michigan, about one hundred miles north of Detroit. I always appreciate hearing from someone who has taken the time to read my work. An E-Mail can be sent by following the link on the right to my full profile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-113641173564578837?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/113641173564578837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/113641173564578837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome.html" title="Welcome" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUBRXk_eyp7ImA9WhRWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-673955752319407008</id><published>2012-01-01T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:44:14.743-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T07:44:14.743-05:00</app:edited><title>When a Rose Is Not a Rose</title><content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
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Figurative language, simile or metaphor for instance,&amp;nbsp; often becomes a beginner’s roadblock to enjoying poetry.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps you understand the concept of a simile, saying one thing is like something else, such as, “My love is like a red, red rose.”&amp;nbsp; But maybe you aren’t quite sure how love, an abstract concept most easily viewed through the actions people take, can be like a physical object, the rose.&lt;br /&gt;
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It seems that figurative language is often used to compare two disparate things.&amp;nbsp; What you need is a bit of the mathematician’s logic here, a way to find a common denominator.&amp;nbsp; We know that love isn’t red, that it isn’t physical and so it can’t share any of the rose’s physical attributes.&amp;nbsp; Or can it?&amp;nbsp; What is there about the rose that differentiates it from other flowers?&amp;nbsp; Why didn’t Burns write about carnations?&amp;nbsp; Might it be the rose’s thorns?&amp;nbsp; Could love have virtual thorns, something that hurts us in spite of its beauty?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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There may be many other explanations, but coming up with a theory and showing the logic for your conclusion is always going to lend weight to your thoughts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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What about another device of figurative language, the symbol.&amp;nbsp; Art has always been laden with symbols.&amp;nbsp; Some are well known.&amp;nbsp; Ravens are thought to be omens of death.&amp;nbsp; Dogs are considered to indicate fidelity or loyalty.&amp;nbsp; Although there are often clues, it is sometimes up to the reader to decide what things stand for.&amp;nbsp; The important starting point is to realize that you can’t take everything within a poem at its face value; you have to search out what might be symbolic objects.&lt;br /&gt;
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Poetry is one aspect of creative writing, and it has been said that creative writing requires creative reading.&amp;nbsp; To appreciate poetry, you can’t be a mere spectator, you must wade in up to your knees, accept the passed baton, and then my friend, &lt;br /&gt;
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run with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-673955752319407008?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/673955752319407008/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=673955752319407008" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/673955752319407008?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/673955752319407008?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-rose-is-not-rose.html" title="When a Rose Is Not a Rose" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMR3o4eip7ImA9WhRXEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-5057934562443178789</id><published>2011-12-16T14:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:18:06.432-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-16T16:18:06.432-05:00</app:edited><title>Still Enjoying Poetry</title><content type="html">OK, so you decided to plunge in and read some poems. &amp;nbsp;What should you be looking for? &amp;nbsp;Well, chill. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to assume that if you're coming here to read this, you aren't writing professional criticism for a living. &amp;nbsp;You don't need to know a metaphor from a simile, you just need to notice what's going on in the poem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me tell you about a very interesting museum my wife and I visited last spring. &amp;nbsp;It was the National Civil Rights Museum in Memphis, TN. &amp;nbsp;When we went in the ticket agent told us our ticket was good for two days, and we could come back tomorrow at no extra cost if we wanted to. &amp;nbsp;I was surprised, because the building isn't that big. &amp;nbsp;Well, let me tell you, each room had literally thousands of artifacts on the walls. &amp;nbsp;It was difficult to focus on the room's story because it looked like someone had taken a time capsule and exploded the thing, sticking stuff everywhere. &amp;nbsp;I quickly understood why it could take two days to visit this exhibit. &amp;nbsp;But guess what? &amp;nbsp;We didn't need to stop and read every poster, look at every photograph, or pay attention to each diorama. &amp;nbsp;We were able to pick up on the spirit of the place and understand the story of the civil rights movement, even though we didn't notice every single thing there.&lt;br /&gt;
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When you read a poem, have the same attitude. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry about missing some of the points. &amp;nbsp;Poems often have multiple ideas going on at the same time, but you don't need to catch all of them to enjoy it. &amp;nbsp;Think of all the movies you've ever enjoyed. &amp;nbsp;Have you ever searched for information about one of those movies on line? &amp;nbsp;You will find people obsessed with details, like why did the director choose a particular picture to be hanging on the wall in the restroom? &amp;nbsp;Right, you didn't even notice that there was a picture hanging on the wall in the restroom, let alone that it was a particular painting by a particular artist.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still, you managed to enjoy the movie.&lt;br /&gt;
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Please, go read some poems!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-5057934562443178789?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/5057934562443178789/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=5057934562443178789" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/5057934562443178789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/5057934562443178789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/12/still-enjoying-poetry.html" title="Still Enjoying Poetry" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkINR3wyfyp7ImA9WhRXEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-3932391533146592061</id><published>2011-12-16T08:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:03:16.297-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-16T08:03:16.297-05:00</app:edited><title>Rampart and Toulouse Selected</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.fouquet.cc/kristin/LeSalon.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-8230" height="150" src="http://www.outsiderwriters.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/rampart-150x150.jpg" title="Rampart and Toulouse" width="150" /&gt;Kristin Fouquet's&lt;/a&gt; book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rampart-Toulouse-Kristin-Fouquet/dp/1599483211/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1323811830&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Rampart and Toulouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, has been selected by &lt;a href="http://www.ajhayes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;A.J. Hayes&lt;/a&gt; as one of 2011's novels you really should read. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Hayes said that these books were the first five that poured into his head and also included &lt;em&gt;Apostle Rising&lt;/em&gt; by Richard Godwin, &lt;em&gt;All TheYoung Warriors&lt;/em&gt; by Anthony Neil Smith, &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Naked And Dead/Out There Bad&lt;/em&gt; by Josh Stallings, and &lt;em&gt;Convictions&lt;/em&gt; by Julie Morrigan.

You can read his full article today at &lt;a href="http://www.lucaveste.com/2011/12/aj-hayes-top-5-books-of-2011.html" target="_blank"&gt;Guilty Conscience&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-3932391533146592061?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/3932391533146592061/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=3932391533146592061" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3932391533146592061?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3932391533146592061?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/12/rampart-and-toulouse-selected.html" title="Rampart and Toulouse Selected" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYBRnYzeSp7ImA9WhRQGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-7011978226896564556</id><published>2011-12-15T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T11:55:57.881-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T11:55:57.881-05:00</app:edited><title>Enjoy Reading Poetry</title><content type="html">Up until this point I've only used this blog to publicize work that I've had published. &amp;nbsp;I would like to take a turn now and start sharing ideas about writing, and start sharing the work of others when I find it stimulating.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today I'd like to speak about reading poetry. &amp;nbsp;So many people are convinced that they can't possibly understand poetry. &amp;nbsp;It is true that often a poet is trying to communicate an idea, or even a feeling, that can't adequately be expressed in simple prose. &amp;nbsp;When this is the case, trying to paraphrase a poem often strips all the magic out of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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You probably know &lt;a href="http://www.francesmayesbooks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Frances Mayes&lt;/a&gt;, although you may not recognize her name. &amp;nbsp;She is the author of "&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/book/109734/under-the-tuscan-sun-by-frances-mayes/9780767900386/" target="_blank"&gt;Under the Tuscan Sun&lt;/a&gt;" a novel that was made into a movie some years back. &amp;nbsp;Ms. Mayes was an English Professor at San Francisco State University and also wrote a book titled, The Discovery of Poetry. &lt;br /&gt;
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In her book we are told that Americans are '...overtrained to read for factual information." We are also described as overly&amp;nbsp;pragmatic about our reading. According to Ms. Mayes we are also particularly time-conscious. &lt;br /&gt;
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She goes on to suggest that "The most important aspect of reading any poem is extensive reading - the more the better - of poems of all kinds, and the best reader is the one most open to the poem on the page."&lt;br /&gt;
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The next time you find a poem you might describe as obtuse, perhaps you could set it aside and come back to it when you have more time. &amp;nbsp;Try to approach it as a puzzle, or a game, like a message sent to you in code, or maybe not necessarily in code, but using words that have a secondary meaning between you and the poet. &amp;nbsp;Ignore the conventional denotations and concentrate on other possibilities. &lt;br /&gt;
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If there are words you don't know, do look them up. &amp;nbsp;If there are phrases that sound familiar, do try them in a search engine. &amp;nbsp;You may find that a familiar name is a character from a book, play or movie. &amp;nbsp;You may find a line has been used as an allusion back to the work it originally came from, possibly even another well known poem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't be discouraged if the piece doesn't speak to you right away. &amp;nbsp;If there is something about the poem that attracts you to it, come back to it again some time. &amp;nbsp;Often our reading brings us to a key that's necessary to understand things we've read before but didn't understand fully at that time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-7011978226896564556?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/7011978226896564556?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/7011978226896564556?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/12/enjoy-reading-poetry.html" title="Enjoy Reading Poetry" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYDRH86eCp7ImA9WhRQGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-3961132472733121461</id><published>2011-12-15T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:52:55.110-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T08:52:55.110-05:00</app:edited><title>New Work Published at Desolation Angels</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Karl Gallagher has posted five of my previously unpublished poems and re-printed my recent interview with Catfish McDaris over at his &lt;a href="http://fitzroydreaming.blogspot.com/"&gt;Desolation Angels&lt;/a&gt; zine. (Also known as FitzroyDreaming) Karl hails from Australia, near Melbourne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Now I'd like you to go read my poems, but if you do, don't cheat yourself, scroll down a few articles and read an absolutely astonishing work by cowboy poet, Kell Robertson, called The Old Man Goes Home!!! It's worth the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Thank you, Karl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-3961132472733121461?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3961132472733121461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3961132472733121461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-work-published-at-desolation-angels_15.html" title="New Work Published at Desolation Angels" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDRng8eCp7ImA9WhRRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-8429232503552084996</id><published>2011-12-03T16:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T16:36:17.670-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-03T16:36:17.670-05:00</app:edited><title>Blank Verse Dead</title><content type="html">Pablo D'Stair chose me to start his new series of conversations with poets at &lt;a href="http://blankversedead.wordpress.com/persona-nihil-dialogues/"&gt;Blank Verse Dead&lt;/a&gt;.  I have three poems featured in conjunction with this piece.  A new poem, &lt;i&gt;Industry&lt;/i&gt;, along with reprises of &lt;i&gt;Note to a Shadow of My Former Self&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Interested Individuals Should Consider Just Giving Up&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you'll visit and have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-8429232503552084996?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/8429232503552084996/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=8429232503552084996" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8429232503552084996?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8429232503552084996?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/12/blank-verse-dead.html" title="Blank Verse Dead" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMQ344fSp7ImA9WhRSFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-117597288309944393</id><published>2011-11-18T15:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:04:42.035-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-18T16:04:42.035-05:00</app:edited><title>American Politics</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KZkzphdGrps/TsbIPo7po_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5UJnxyyEdY/s1600/RF_Logo-s.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 67px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KZkzphdGrps/TsbIPo7po_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5UJnxyyEdY/s200/RF_Logo-s.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676444551358292978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've got a piece called &lt;a href="http://www.redfez.net/poetry/1484"&gt;American Politics&lt;/a&gt; featured in issue 40 of the &lt;a href="http://www.redfez.net/"&gt;Red Fez.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should really read it, there's something to upset just about everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-117597288309944393?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/117597288309944393/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=117597288309944393" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/117597288309944393?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/117597288309944393?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/11/american-politics.html" title="American Politics" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KZkzphdGrps/TsbIPo7po_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5UJnxyyEdY/s72-c/RF_Logo-s.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQHQn44cSp7ImA9WhdRGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-6300953609561329078</id><published>2011-08-10T06:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:05:33.039-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T07:05:33.039-04:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf9BX8zJeoc/TkJlinZj8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/xYwjHtAoCyc/s1600/TV.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf9BX8zJeoc/TkJlinZj8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/xYwjHtAoCyc/s200/TV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639181328787435794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A new poem, &lt;i&gt;Like A Radio With Moving Pictures,&lt;/i&gt; has been published at &lt;a href="http://catfishgringoriver.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-radio-with-moving-pictures.html?zx=2104dd669c49b8a0"&gt;catfishgringoriver&lt;/a&gt;, and with a Pushcart nomination.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you'll check it out.  Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-6300953609561329078?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/6300953609561329078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=6300953609561329078" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6300953609561329078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6300953609561329078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-poem-like-radio-with-moving.html" title="" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf9BX8zJeoc/TkJlinZj8RI/AAAAAAAAADM/xYwjHtAoCyc/s72-c/TV.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAERX8_eSp7ImA9WhZRF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-6677696698199595174</id><published>2011-04-14T10:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:51:44.141-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-14T10:51:44.141-04:00</app:edited><title>Vitamin Water</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYvz0M7Zw-Y/TacJ7eEMoaI/AAAAAAAAACU/dF1w8z93kME/s1600/FO57862_FEZ_HAT.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYvz0M7Zw-Y/TacJ7eEMoaI/AAAAAAAAACU/dF1w8z93kME/s200/FO57862_FEZ_HAT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595451979318731170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My video poem, Vitamin Water, has been published in &lt;a href="http://redfez.net/index.php?issue=33"&gt;issue 33 of Red Fez&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To celebrate I took a new bio pic wearing a red fez.  Let me know which you enjoy best, the video or the bio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-6677696698199595174?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/6677696698199595174/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=6677696698199595174" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6677696698199595174?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6677696698199595174?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/04/vitamin-water.html" title="Vitamin Water" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYvz0M7Zw-Y/TacJ7eEMoaI/AAAAAAAAACU/dF1w8z93kME/s72-c/FO57862_FEZ_HAT.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAGRXgzeip7ImA9Wx9XGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-8431820053083761904</id><published>2011-01-13T09:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T09:58:44.682-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-13T09:58:44.682-05:00</app:edited><title>Let It Snoe.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs1324.snc4/162000_181143421910868_1162462_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 271px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs1324.snc4/162000_181143421910868_1162462_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be visiting the town of &lt;a href="http://clevelandpoetics.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elyria, Ohio, just west of Cleveland&lt;/a&gt;, on Thursday, February 3'rd to participate in &lt;i&gt;Snoetry 2, &lt;/i&gt;a 150 hour attempt to set a new record for the longest poetry reading ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Organized by poets Dianne  Borsenik and John Burroughs, the event starts at 5 PM on Wed., February 2'nd and concludes on Tuesday, February 8'th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The event will continue 24 hours a day from start to finish, so drop by anytime to enjoy the readings.  Our host is &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/place?hl=en&amp;amp;expIds=17259,18168,27955,28010,28220&amp;amp;sugexp=ldymls&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;cp=11&amp;amp;qe=SkltcyBjb2ZmZWVo&amp;amp;qesig=s1ST5fcr37Zyk2JkreE_rg&amp;amp;pkc=AFgZ2tnO51_NrDY55pF1iROgkPNhL1w4CjjCYQhdyzhkQpV_9QMs_arA5BrSijJzSLysA2hMUhSfGGjgWPcKU1gVJh4qIyWsvg&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=jim's+coffeehouse+elyria&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=jim's+coffeehouse&amp;amp;hnear=Elyria,+OH&amp;amp;cid=17215506189157749962"&gt;Jim's Coffeehouse and Diner&lt;/a&gt; at 2 Kerstetter Way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be reading Thursday afternoon, arriving at lunchtime, weather permitting, and staying til supper time.  It would be great to meet lots of friends there, and to make some new ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-8431820053083761904?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/8431820053083761904/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=8431820053083761904" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8431820053083761904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8431820053083761904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-it-snoe.html" title="Let It Snoe." /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8FRnc8eip7ImA9Wx9TFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-7076092742131126550</id><published>2010-11-23T08:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:10:17.972-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-23T08:10:17.972-05:00</app:edited><title>A New Review of Antisocial</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/TOu9LN20Q8I/AAAAAAAAACE/soXjknChrk8/s1600/MOCKUP_RollHead_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/TOu9LN20Q8I/AAAAAAAAACE/soXjknChrk8/s200/MOCKUP_RollHead_Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542731766805316546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see &lt;a href="http://jmwwblog.wordpress.com/2010/11/22/976/"&gt;a new review &lt;/a&gt;come out about a year after the first publication of my book, Antisocial.  Thanks to Emily Peterson Crespo at JMWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-7076092742131126550?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/7076092742131126550/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=7076092742131126550" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/7076092742131126550?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/7076092742131126550?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-review-of-antisocial.html" title="A New Review of Antisocial" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/TOu9LN20Q8I/AAAAAAAAACE/soXjknChrk8/s72-c/MOCKUP_RollHead_Front.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBQXo-fCp7ImA9Wx9TEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-8866747677892822192</id><published>2010-11-18T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T09:40:50.454-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-18T09:40:50.454-05:00</app:edited><title>Dirty Dancin'</title><content type="html">I've got a new prose poem up at the revived ULA Redux, part of the Outsider Writers Collective.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a humorous response to schools that ban dances, proms and so forth due to those damned kids and their &lt;a href="http://ularedux.org/?p=203"&gt;dirty dancin'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-8866747677892822192?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/8866747677892822192/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=8866747677892822192" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8866747677892822192?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8866747677892822192?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/11/dirty-dancin.html" title="Dirty Dancin'" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIFRXw_eip7ImA9Wx5RFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-2643664990575569290</id><published>2010-08-24T18:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:05:14.242-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-24T18:05:14.242-04:00</app:edited><title>Fox Chase Review</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.foxchasereview.org/10SU/Contents.html"&gt;The Fox Chase Review&lt;/a&gt; has published three of my poems in its summer issue.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow the link to read 'New Track Record,' 'They Also Serve Who Only Stand and Wait,' and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'The Endless Pursuit.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fox Chase has also invited me to read in Philadelphia next July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-2643664990575569290?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/2643664990575569290/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=2643664990575569290" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/2643664990575569290?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/2643664990575569290?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/08/fox-chase-review.html" title="Fox Chase Review" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGRXk-fSp7ImA9WxFTFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-8363674609527977992</id><published>2010-04-07T07:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:43:44.755-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T07:43:44.755-04:00</app:edited><title>April Reading</title><content type="html">Poetry Month reading at Sanilac District Library, Wed., April 14'th at 7:00 PM&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The library is located on Main Street, aka M-46, in Port Sanilac and will feature at least two other poets besides myself.  Free refreshments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-8363674609527977992?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/8363674609527977992/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=8363674609527977992" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8363674609527977992?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/8363674609527977992?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-reading.html" title="April Reading" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EMSH86eip7ImA9WxFTFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-4252449499828913062</id><published>2010-04-07T07:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:28:09.112-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T07:28:09.112-04:00</app:edited><title>Have you had your coffee today?</title><content type="html">Two poems, &lt;i&gt;Dirty Words&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Un-Manifesto&lt;/i&gt; have been published in issue 131 of&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zygoteinmycoffee.com/100s/issue131contentsboduke.html"&gt;Zygote in my Coffee&lt;/a&gt;.  The company there is terrific, hope you'll enjoy it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-4252449499828913062?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/4252449499828913062/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=4252449499828913062" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4252449499828913062?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4252449499828913062?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-you-had-your-coffee-today.html" title="Have you had your coffee today?" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcERng8eCp7ImA9WxFTFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-672324043531102521</id><published>2010-02-11T11:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:33:27.670-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T07:33:27.670-04:00</app:edited><title>New Poems Featured at Heavy Bear</title><content type="html">Jane Crown's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heavybear.janecrown.com/HB5/Poems/david_blaine.html"&gt;Heavy Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; has gone live with issue 5 and &lt;div&gt;it features four poems of mine, &lt;i&gt;Dear Hunting&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let the Dead Bury Their Dead&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so we decided to continue the experiment&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Note to a Shadow of My Former Self.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good company here, David Mclean, Lyn Lyfshin, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pris Campbel, Bill Gainer and many, many others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you'll visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-672324043531102521?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/672324043531102521/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=672324043531102521" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/672324043531102521?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/672324043531102521?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-poems-featured-at-heavy-bear.html" title="New Poems Featured at Heavy Bear" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYBQX47fSp7ImA9WxBXEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-4761870444923653148</id><published>2010-01-20T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:39:10.005-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-20T17:39:10.005-05:00</app:edited><title>Poem featured on local NPR Affiliate.</title><content type="html">On January 18'th one of my poems, Driving Home Through The Rain After the Bars Closed, was read by Marc Beaudin on his weekly radio program, &lt;a href="http://reportfromthemountains.blogspot.com/2010/01/report-46.html"&gt;Report from the Mountains&lt;/a&gt;.  Marc's show is featured twice each Mondays on Delta College public radio, 90.1 out of Michgan's Tri Cities area of Bay City, Saginaw and Midland.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Marc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-4761870444923653148?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/4761870444923653148/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=4761870444923653148" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4761870444923653148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4761870444923653148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2010/01/poem-featured-on-local-npr-affiliate.html" title="Poem featured on local NPR Affiliate." /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AGRH84cSp7ImA9WxNbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-3232691870562754888</id><published>2009-11-13T07:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T17:02:05.139-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-13T17:02:05.139-05:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/2c6a3VQLrQJ*SVmLQSq0qcmr5MGUqvsjvTHAoy7yS7LSeCXjRF5ufL0ZlMCsEP2A7sN00*DOTN7ojGlTReOhV3YuUSH2ehk6/CPbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/2c6a3VQLrQJ*SVmLQSq0qcmr5MGUqvsjvTHAoy7yS7LSeCXjRF5ufL0ZlMCsEP2A7sN00*DOTN7ojGlTReOhV3YuUSH2ehk6/CPbanner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A poem I wrote recently has been published at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.counterpunch.org/poems11132009.html"&gt;Counterpunch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in their Poet's Basement column. The poem selected is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going Down After Dark.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Counterpunch is a political newsletter with a Friday poetry feature.  In the past they have published &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;work by Robert Creeley, Harold Pinter, Laurence Ferlinghetti, and Patti Smith, as well as many talented new and upcoming writers.  It is an honor to have work featured here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-3232691870562754888?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/3232691870562754888/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=3232691870562754888" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3232691870562754888?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/3232691870562754888?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-i-wrote-recently-has-been.html" title="" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcCRXc9fSp7ImA9WxNUFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-822916599541424463</id><published>2009-11-06T16:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:47:44.965-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-06T16:47:44.965-05:00</app:edited><title>Work Featured at Beat the Dust</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/SvSZeM2CUuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bFUauxbcXds/s1600-h/beat-the-dust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 47px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/SvSZeM2CUuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bFUauxbcXds/s200/beat-the-dust.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401110597247062754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Three poems from my book, Antisocial, are featured at Beat the Dust, along with a music video of Carol King and James Taylor singing, "So Far Away."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, you know you want to go and see what that's all about, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beatthedust.com/beat-the-dust.asp"&gt;Beat the Dust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-822916599541424463?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/822916599541424463/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=822916599541424463" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/822916599541424463?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/822916599541424463?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/11/work-featured-at-beat-dust.html" title="Work Featured at Beat the Dust" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-7xrV57C_Y/SvSZeM2CUuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/bFUauxbcXds/s72-c/beat-the-dust.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUINRH48eCp7ImA9WxNREEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-5299797873354016200</id><published>2009-09-03T04:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T05:46:35.070-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-04T05:46:35.070-04:00</app:edited><title>"Damn, that's a fine book...</title><content type="html">Couldn't stop reading it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the heading of an E-mail I received from &lt;a href="http://gjreview.blogspot.com/2009/09/antisocial-by-david-blaine.html"&gt;Greivous Jones&lt;/a&gt; editor David Oprava this morning.  David lives in Wales and is an author and the editor of Greivous Jones Press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the text of David's letter, which he wrote after reading my new book, Antisocial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Now this is my kinda’ book. With “Antisocial”  David Blaine has tapped into something that I can get, really, really get. As  soon as I read these words in the first few pages, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;let’s piss on the rules,  blow the door off this shit house, and open a window, on our own  potential…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew I’d have to read the whole damn thing straight  through. This book is about me in a lot of ways, a guy getting older, trying to  figure out the tangled wires of life experience, getting closer to an unknown  end, and mildly, quietly shitting himself that God might just not be there, or  even worse, he actually might. I cruised gladly through the quick-witted and  visceral poems until I came to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Glitterati”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I was stopped right  there, in the moment, in the reflective emotion, and even better, he mentions a  Cadillac El Dorado (my dream car) and it was all perfect. But then, holy crap,  it got better. I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“They Loooked Like  Trash”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and tumblers clicked, mental locks dropped their panties, and this  was a poem that defines what modern poetry should be. It’s simple, smooth but  chipped on the surface, but on closer inspection it goes miles and miles down  into the soul of the matter. It’s a poem about humanity, about the faces we are  stuck with and our supposed creator, it’s about crap you find at yard sales. I  had one of the “those” moments reading it that made my day better. I can’t ask  for anything more than that. I’m grateful Dave asked me to read his book, it’s  let me know, for a little while at least, until the buzz wears off, that I am  not alone in this mess of being. Thank you David Blaine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-5299797873354016200?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/5299797873354016200/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=5299797873354016200" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/5299797873354016200?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/5299797873354016200?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-thats-fine-book.html" title="&quot;Damn, that's a fine book..." /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GSXc8cSp7ImA9WxFTFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-6161274844376029066</id><published>2009-09-01T06:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T07:32:08.979-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-07T07:32:08.979-04:00</app:edited><title>New Poem at Gutter Elloquence</title><content type="html">One of my poems, Promiscuous Poetry, has been published in issue five of &lt;a href="http://www.guttereloquence.com/issue5/dblaine5.html"&gt;Gutter Elloquence&lt;/a&gt;.  Jack does a great job with this zine and he's placed me in pretty good company.  Hope you'll visit and read a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-6161274844376029066?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/6161274844376029066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=6161274844376029066" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6161274844376029066?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/6161274844376029066?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-poem-at-gutter-elloquence.html" title="New Poem at Gutter Elloquence" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8NSXwzfCp7ImA9WxNRF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-2772619947785532414</id><published>2009-08-30T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:18:18.284-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-12T18:18:18.284-04:00</app:edited><title>Keeping Up with Antisocial</title><content type="html">If you haven't &lt;a href="http://www.outsiderwriters.org/david-blaines-antisocial"&gt;ordered a copy&lt;/a&gt; of my new book yet, perhaps some of these reviews will help you get off the dime.  And speaking of dimes, you can have this gem for a mere sixty of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel Bosworth has reviewed my book over at his blog, &lt;a href="http://eddiesocko.blogspot.com/2009/08/required-reading-1.html"&gt;No More Hot Lunches for Eddie Socko.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena Vanelslander has reviewed the book over at &lt;a href="http://www.gloomcupboard.com/2009/08/antisocial-by-david-blaine.html"&gt;Gloom Cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC Rogers posted a review at his &lt;a href="http://scrogers.xanga.com/711015431/antisocial-by-david-blaine/"&gt;Xanga Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc Beaudin spills his guts at &lt;a href="http://crowvoicejournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/prestidigitatious-verse-enjoying-trip.html"&gt;Crowvoice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Constance Stadler's review has appeared at both &lt;a href="http://fullofcrow.com/crowreviews/2009/07/antisocial-david-blaine/"&gt;Full of Crow&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://calliopenerve.blogspot.com/2009/07/constance-stadler-reviews-david-blaines.html"&gt;Calliope Nerve&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply grateful to all these fine writers for reading and for writing these reviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-2772619947785532414?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/2772619947785532414/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=2772619947785532414" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/2772619947785532414?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/2772619947785532414?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/08/keeping-up-with-antisocial.html" title="Keeping Up with Antisocial" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UGQ3w8eCp7ImA9WxNSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-1659003167197923210</id><published>2009-08-25T05:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:07:02.270-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-25T05:07:02.270-04:00</app:edited><title>Interviewed by Nobius Black</title><content type="html">Nobius Black, editor of Calliope Nerve, has interviewed me about my new book, Antisocial, and published the result at his blog, &lt;a href="http://nobius.blogspot.com/2009/08/calliope-nerve-interview-series-david.html"&gt;White Rabbit, Black Hole.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll check it out, and order the book, of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-1659003167197923210?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/1659003167197923210/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=1659003167197923210" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/1659003167197923210?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/1659003167197923210?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/08/interviewed-by-nobius-black.html" title="Interviewed by Nobius Black" /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYBRH0yeyp7ImA9WxJaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20478179.post-4278779585282852303</id><published>2009-07-15T16:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T07:09:15.393-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-09T07:09:15.393-04:00</app:edited><title>Antisocial Available Now.</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.outsiderwriters.org/david-blaines-antisocial" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.outsiderwriters.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/Antisocial_Banner1.jpg"width="416" height="96"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest poetry manuscript, Antisocial, is the premier publication in the Outsider Writers Press Chapbook Series.  Click the banner to visit the publisher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20478179-4278779585282852303?l=davidblaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/feeds/4278779585282852303/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20478179&amp;postID=4278779585282852303" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4278779585282852303?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20478179/posts/default/4278779585282852303?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://davidblaine.blogspot.com/2009/07/antisocial-pre-sales.html" title="Antisocial Available Now." /><author><name>David Blaine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/113873156467374578379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-T52rpWnuWeY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uhbb5-Ozxio/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

