A Poem From Crying of Small Motors

Paddock Review has published the poem Cat Scan from my new book Crying of Small Motors (Finishing Line Press.) 

CAT Scan

of my skull in the surgeon’s office
like a Da Vinci post-mortem
a putty of shades
smeared by movement
in the brrr-ing machine
Newly pendulum-like
about multiple axes
as if a friend had sent
a funny birthday card
with a tilt-a-whirl
holographic skull
of a chimpanzee
front teeth protruding
lips blown out like someone
in a fool’s rage over
missed chances—
now I am bent over
under the weight of this
bloody hind quarter
in a slurry of guilt
rain and Glenlivet
The elk had run injured
had needed two shots
the truck still a half mile
and a creek crossing away
My feet like dead cod
I am losing my grip this
blood-slick carcass and all
the punk stars with long
sleeves of lime curd
dragging their chains over
and up the long hill

(first published in Trampoline)

My New Book – Crying of Small Motors

I’m pleased to tell you my new book of poetry, Crying of Small Motors, is now available for pre-order at Finishing Line Press.  Here are some of the endorsements:  

“In Crying of Small Motors we hear a searingly honest voice that I come to poetry for…we trust the poet and follow him into increasingly strange, Tranströmer-like spaces: ‘Above the / small print / grasses, a horse’s / double field / of vision folds / the country / lengthwise.’ A mighty debut!”

“While reading each and every poem, I kept thinking to myself: Here is a poet, the real McCoy. Craig Brandis is a poet of work, for sure. He interrogates the industry, drudgery, grind, pains, and travails of what it’s like to swing a hammer for a living. But also, he is a poet of devotion and merriment and reverence for the same.”

“It is intuitive to seek beauty in beautiful spaces, but these poems seek it in hard places, where the reward is more profound.” 

I think you will enjoy reading these poems. Advance orders receive a $2.00 discount. The cost is $20.99 plus shipping. To order, use the link below.  

https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/crying-of-small-motors-by-craig-brandis/

Poetry of Details and Small Moves Workshop

For poets in the Portland, OR area, I invite you to join me for a different kind of poetry workshop. Feb 25 to Mar 24, 2024.

http://atticinstitute.com/node/2838

Tumblehome

The Cafe Review, a lovely print journal based in Maine has published one of my poems — Tumblehome.

Sea Lion and four other poems

Parhelion Literary Magazine has published five of my poems: Sea Lion, Last Office, Operating Room, Berlin Wall and Concrete Starship.

Body Retrieval and one other poem

Trampoline has published two of my poems – Body Retrieval and How Life After Returning Home Makes You Up.

Monocle and Rose of Sharon

The American Journal of Poetry has published two of my poems: Monocle and Rose Of Sharon.

CAT Scan and First Light

Trampoline, a literary journal based in New Orleans, has published a couple of my poems: CAT Scan and First Light.

Live Birth and Other Poems

Parhelion has published a selection of some of my new poems.

Reading Some of My Poems

I was invited to read some of my poems for the 20th anniversary celebration of the Attic Institute for Literary Arts in Portland, Oregon. This poem is called Medic and is part of a manuscript I’ve been working on called Thicket of Arrows.

Commercial Fisherman

Palette Poetry has published one of my poems — Commercial Fisherman.

Loafing

The Alba Journal of Short Poetry has published one of my poems — Loafing. It took me a long time to realize that a poem does not need to end — it only needs to persist in its argument.

Kids Write Poetry

One day recently my friends Steve and Cathy asked me if I would teach their grandsons, ages nine and eleven, some basics about writing poetry. They were being homeschooled by their mom during the Covid-19 epidemic — so I created some lessons. I sent them out in the morning and we met over Zoom at the end of the day to discuss the lesson and read people’s poems out loud. It went so well, I thought I would make the lessons available to others as a workbook. Kids Write Poetry – A Workbook for Young Poets is my way of serving the community during a difficult time.

Here is the first lesson as an example:

Lesson 1:

Poems are built from pieces: words and lines are the two basic building blocks. The goal of the first exercise is to make one line poems that tell a story. A story can be suggestive and not necessarily have a beginning, middle and end. One-line poems can sketch an idea. Sometimes the sketch-style poems are the most interesting ones. Here are some examples of one-line poems from one of the masters, the Greek poet Yannis Ritsos:

      I erase the shadow completely with this gold pencil. 

      The night always behind my pages. That’s why my letters shine so brightly.

      Your clothes, thrown on the chair, still smell of the sea.

      To speak constantly about wrong things is like being wrong. 

Notice how his lines do not always make sense in the conventional way. Poems are interesting when they put things together in new ways. Don’t worry about it making sense or not. Your brain will always make its own sense of things anyway. We are meaning making creatures. The best poems can often be read or interpreted in multiple ways. Also notice how his lines are built from interesting physical objects combined with actions that are unexpected. You don’t expect, when reading about clothes on a chair to have them smell like the sea! How cool is that! 

First assignment: write ten one line poems in the style of Yannis Ritsos. You can use physical objects from your own life as a starting place, or just start from imagination, which is as real as anything in the so-called real world anyway. Don’t worry about making sense!!  Write a few where they seem to make very little sense, even if they are just a list of things. Also, make it fun. You write for your own enjoyment and for strangers. 

So for example, I am looking at my very messy desk right now. Here are some things I see and some other things they bring to mind:

      Two used containers of ant bait. A family portrait. 

     Piles of stuff everywhere. I wish I could staple my life back together.

Good luck!

You can download it here: Kids Write Poetry – A Workbook for Young Poets. 

 

Book Review: Soft Science by Franny Choi

I was prepared to hate it / well, hate is a strong word /
let’s just say give it wings and let it sail past the bridge
/ but it doesn’t suck / it doesn’t pretend to get on its knees
and make the rafters sing / it is a red owl on a bicycle with hungry eyes /

“Who isn’t bruised around the edges, peaches poured
into the truck bed, receipts faded to white?”

it sends out science mannikins to shout about being nervous in secret /
it collaborates with machines to make rain squalls / it argues for
a better kind of blindness / it warns others about dreaming in stairwells
and at crime scenes / it is a crime scene painted in butterscotch broth /

“The cop speaks and I call a plum into is his mouth
and it doesn’t shut him up.

The cop kneels in the grass below my friends, my friends
crowned with August and Salt. My marigold my wave.”

tendrils and tips and sprockets combine to give it firm plant awareness /
“cyborg means man made” I didn’t know / it is like new sounds added
to frost in the stubble by the road / in a Wyoming winter snow drifts
come and go like grainy herds of buffalo / this book is like those herds
mated with seigniorage — the profit made from the minting of coins /
ducats in the pillow / francs thrown into the Seine / everything costs
what you are willing to throw away / this book is completely free
in that sense / it is madly lyrical / and worth your time.

Note: this review is for the Rumpus Poetry Book Club. Soft Science
is forthcoming from Alice James books.

Poems About Work

Work Literary Magazine has published two more of my poems about labor:
Hanford 1944
Logger

More Poems About Work

Work literary magazine has published three of my poems about work.
Tower Worker – West of Mt. Hood
Sex Worker in Shinjuku
Road Work

Grand Canal, Venice, Thomas Moran, 1899

Venice is burning!
    Come closer to me
Venice is writhing in light
    boats, flags, the dukes palace
    all under watery sun spray
    spectral and cloud real

Chopping Block Shoals, Kuniyoshi, 1850

sails tearing, stern lights going out
 waves like vermin
overflowing rails and decks
  Yoshibei leaps into the sea

Create Dangerously

“To create today is to create dangerously. Any publication is an act, and that act exposes one to the passions of an age that forgives nothing. Hence the question is not to find out if this is or is not prejudicial to art. The question, for all those who cannot live without art and what it signifies, is merely to find out how, among the police forces of so many ideologies (how many churches, what solitude!), the strange liberty of creation is possible.”

–Albert Camus, 1957

Late Winter

A late February snow has
the near world in its sequester

At Starbucks the barista imitates
a bird calling across the water