The Itinerant Poetry Librarian: Somewhere the hell in California . . .

Since May 2006, The Itinerant Poetry Librarian has been travelling the world with a library of ‘Lost & Forgotten’ poetry, installing the library & librarian and archiving the sounds, poems and poetry of the cities, peoples and countries she meets. Welcome to the project's blog . . . Our Itinerant Poetry Librarian lives wherever her library is - come join the cause!

FAQs: • Yes we carry our entire life and the library with us as we go • Yes, it is quite heavy • No, we're not mad. As Charles Simic said, 'But what if poets are not crazy?' That's the spirit boyo!

We exist to: remind people of the importance of free public libraries...subvert mainstream channels of distribution...remind people that access to knowledge should be free and not dependent upon economic wealth hierarchies... show people that poetry/art can provide answers to questions we ask of life...experiment in existing outside of 'the market' – thereby, instead, investing in social capital, social innovation and community.

We aim to make life taste better. Word.

Tuesday, 6 February 2007

Somewhere the hell in California . . .

So. Arrival in SF? Check. In the meantime, while we are tramping around the streets of this fine fair city attempting to find couches to surf and locations for the library, we have a base about 1.5 hours outside of town. With 2 humans, 3 horses, 4 dogs and about 12 chickens (last time we counted, which, since we were in the process of stealing their babies for our breakfast, the count didn't last all that long as we value our baby soft skin too much . . .)

Where we are, there are horses . . .