The Itinerant Poetry Library

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.

Where have we been . . . ?

(2006) Amsterdam, Berlin, Dresden, Prague, Vienna, Budapest, Munich, Paris, Barcelona, London, Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, Norwich, York, Antwerp, (2007-2008) San Francisco, Oakland, Berkeley, Portland, Seattle, Vancouver, Leipzig, (2009) Ulm, Chemnitz, Rotterdam, Huntingdon, Callander, (2010) Cork, St. Andrews . . . Where'd you like us to go? Can you help? Get in touch!

What We Are Up To Right Now . . .

Archive

Friday, 12 October 2007

Where Are We? Oh Yes. There We Are.

Oops. We forgot to write. It's because we've moved. Which required relocation and location, of: beddage, badinage, blocks of wood, bolstering devices, and other assorted abandoned warehouse paraphernalia. As of what appears to be right now, we have caught up. Time to catch up with us then chaps?

As always, our sumptuous feast of a fine every Friday sees us at The Marsh, noon until 8pm ...Friday October 12... unless we run a little bit morning late, which is likely right now so keep that in mind, followed by . . .



[:] p l u g 3 [:]

in participation with
le placard x
the tenth annual paris-based
self-organized
international headphone festival
that migrates from city to city around the world
streaming non-stop
interaural experimentation
to listening - rooms and
live audiences worldwide.

[b.y.o headphones]
10.13-14.2007
sat & sun 1pm-1am
Library only available Saturday 8.30pm - midnight
THE LAB
2948 16TH STEET @ CAPP
SAN FRANCISCO
The Lab


Listeners for us equal readers. These bodies at rest are also more likely to remain still than other humans on seats, so it seems like we might just have the perfect match in whipping out our Poem Repository for this special audience. Ladies and gentlemen, menus at the ready, prepare to select your juicy daily dose from the sheet and read a poem, at your seated leisure of course.

Oh yes. We aim to dip into The 5th San Francisco International Poetry Festival's litcrawl offering from 7-8.30pm at New College (Room 4) also on Saturday 13th October and, as the nature of litcrawl suggests, this time, instead of people following the Library we're going to follow some Valued Patrons instead, when they move on to the next joint's offerings on Valencia Street. See the Other Words site for more details or LitQuake.

Followed, not inconspicuously, by the frankly fruity Frankenart Mart, where we keep arriving late because the bus does. It will be the start of their new show!

Fall 2007 - Children's Books

Sunday every Sunday! which means this Sunday is the 14th October...

1-6pm boys and girls! Library in that house. What.

Don't forget the rules of Frankenart, hey, that means when the Library is inside there are rules within rules. Wooopeeee! Or do we mean woops?

"Rules...Glad you asked. There's no drinking or druggin at the store. Cell phone overuse is severely punished. Arterrarium artists are allowed no more than three friends in their entourage. The cats decide on the music selection. This is a family restaurant, so keep it clean and friendly. No attitude allowed."

O why is our new house in the middle of nowhere?

O because it is!







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