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Everything is Everything

Everything is Everything

by Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz

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In her fifth collection of poetry, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz polishes her obsessions until they gleam. Whether she is exhuming the bizarre ("Cryptozoology" and "A Short History of Unusual Fish"), exorcising her demons, ("Hog Butcher of Workshop Table" and "On Why I Shouldn't Read Books") or celebrating the uncelebrated oddballs of the world ("Little Heard True Stories of Benjamin Franklin" and "Crack Squirrels"), Aptowicz's poetry sings and singes. Everything is Everything illuminates the dark corners of the curiosity cabinet, shining the light on everything that is utterly strange, wonderfully absurd and 100% true.

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ISBN-13: 9781935904588
Publisher: Write Bloody Publishing
Publication date: 10/01/2018
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 480 KB

About the Author

NYC-based Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz is the founder and host of the three-time National Poetry Slam Championship venue, NYC-Urbana. Cristin has published five books of poetry and Words In Your Face: A Guided Tour Through Twenty Years of the New York City Poetry Slam - a Washington Post Notable Book on Exploring Poetry. Her poetry has appeared in McSweeney's Internet Tendencies and Rattle. This touring poet-diva has performed the Sydney Opera House in Australia and The Drums Inside Your Chest in LA and is currently the 2010-2011 ArtsEdge Writer-In-Residence at the University of Pennsylvania.

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Some poems read like a bookshelf.
The poets carefully putting each word in its place, snug and sure and right.

And other poems feel like Polaroids,
poets waving them about in the air to make the scene come into focus.

Still others feel like a come on,
something you can't believe still works,
and yet here you are, in bed with it.

My poems are like the hot panic you feel when you are sure you've lost something and dump your bag on the table.

My poems are the things which tumble out of the bag: the menus,
the post-its, the articles your mother

cuts out and gives you at Christmas,
the books, the receipts, the leaky pens,
the old gum, the unflattering photo,

the lint, the dust, the dirt, until ...
there it is. You find it: the shiny key needed to open that stubborn door.

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