Here is the URL for video poems/poams related to my just published book, Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” (by Thylias Moss). You will note that the book title derives from the video poem, this video is the source of so much.
I hope you like them… I do and consider them very special for various reasons.
At the following URL, you may expereince “Blue Coming” as orginally published in “Colorado Reivew” in response to Bob Holman‘s “What You Can’t Understand Is Poetry Is Connected to the Body Again”:
You can experience aother “Higginson” poem from this new collection, in this YouTube video of me reading, “Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia“
and here on Vimeo:
If you want to know why there is such an emphasis on “Moss” I canexplain that. The reading interacted with external events affecting me on the day I read, and my poetry reveals the TRUTH, and so it did, so it does.
Here you may experience a print version of “The Glory Prelude” also in “Wannabe”
Also a video version of another print poem in “Wannabe” “Hypnosis at the Bird Factory”:
Since “Wannabe” is a collection of New and Selected poetry, here are some video poems are in “Wannabe” in print versions:
Tornado Pi -video poem:
Print poem in “Wannabe” “Tornados“: from “Rainbow Remnants on Rock Bottom Ghetto Sky”
Winner of the National Poetry series Open Competition
And from the same book, “Rainbow Remnants in Rock Bottom Ghetto Sky“, two video pieces from “The United States of Poetry“an excellent film I am very proud to be part of:
9:08 excerpt from the poem “The Linoleum Rhumba” in Wannabe“:
also “Green Light and Gamma Ways”
in “The United States of Poetry” as “Green Light and Gamma Rays” but the actual poem form which this is an excerpt is “Green Light and Gamma Ways”, in “Wannabe” correctly:
This print poem, “Interpretation of a Poem by Frost” (a poem with an interesting story that I will be happy to tell), is also in “Wannabe” and also appeared in “Rainbow Remnants in Rock Bottom Ghetto Sky”
may be experienced on the Poetry foundation website here:
“Ant Farm” one of my favriite poems from “Last Chance for the Tarzan Holler” (a nominee for The National Book Critics Circle Award, by the way) origiannly published in Keyon Review, vol. 20, no.1
no doubt not respresented in “Wannabe” because of previous litigation, but I am only speculating about that, but I am reading versions of my poems, some of which are in “Wannabe” te video is, from my time in San Diego, at the invite of Quincy Troupe and Margaret Porter Troupe, so here it is:
My first scheduled reading from “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” is scheduled for 30 November, 2016 at 7:00 pm, at Columbia University, organized by Timothy Donnelly. Hope to see many of you there. I will be reading “Higginson Matters in Magnificent Culture of Myopia”, no peaches this time, but, as I understand it, there will be grapes for this interactive reading, as there were at The Pulitzer Fine Arts Center; here are a few pics, some of them by Cary Ann Faye, from when my video piece, “The Glory Prelude” was on display at the Pulitzer Fine Arts Center in St. Louis, MO, from 15 April 2016 until 2 Juky 2016:
and now some video stills of “The Glory Prelude” by me:
Trying to also arrange a public reading while I am in Manhattan at the Bowery Poetry Club, a place I’ve long wanted to read.
Will post more as events become more definite.
And as soon as I recieve my copies of “Wannabe” I will post many photos of the book! and photos of me wth it. A radio podcast in Ypsilanti, MI, ahould be happening in October, and I will be discussing my new book: “Wannabe“
More updates coming and more photos as soon as I have them.
Just walked nearly two miles on my treadmill, and as I walked, I realized that younger women have nothing on me. Not being my usual self-deprecating self; I have earned this vanity.
I LOOK GOOD! –And my hair swung wildly and rhythmically to Mansion Air, hold Me Down, (LCAW remix)… I will be 62 years old at the end of next month, and while I have these looks, I shall exploit them.
On Wednesday, I’m having my hair done for the author photo that will be on my new book, Persea Books, September 2016, “Wannabe Hoochie Mama Gallery of Realities’ Red Dress Code” –my eleventh book, and my best.
My son will capture this photo, and I will be wearing a red dress, that I may need to purchase on Thursday; either way, I will look good. I have long hair and a figure that many women envy, and I know this.
I did think it best not to feel this way about something as fleeting as beauty, but no more! –while I’ve got this, I intend to enjoy it! I will post a new pic as soon as I have it,
and when my other book has representation, will be my twelfth, NKH I mean, because it will, I will travel to Chicago so that Tony Smith can photograph me for that.
Will be only the start of something too wondrous for me to imagine –but it’s going to happen. I could see that clearly as I walked the final two miles to it.
I no longer need for anyone else to tell me that I am a beautiful woman, I know that I am.
I no longer need for anyone to tell me that I’m smart. I know that I am.
And “Wannabe” proves that this beautiful woman also has brains.
Lots of brains. Lots of booty and brains. AND ALL OF IT LOOKS GOOD!
My heart does indeed belong to someone; I’ve given it to him, and it’s his if he wants it, but, as I was walking this morning, I realized and accepted how beautiful I am… I can get a man, of that I have no doubt. None at all. The brains, the ideas may intimidate many men, but not the right man for me.
Up to him to claim me before someone else does…
What more could any man reasonably want?
I can (and sometimes do) put younger women to shame!
I am a prize, and I know it; I’m not going to pretend I’m not. No apologies.
[3] TARDIS from wikipedia, < https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimension In Space) a most unusual, living space ship, female space vehicle of time travel, etc.
“” is many things, but primarily a connection to my mother; yes, she’s in it, of course, a link to direct ancestry. She would want me to credit God, to credit Jesus for everything, and as much as I love her, I just can’t do that.
A couple of photos of my mother:
and since they should not be separated, a photo of my parents together, for my wedding for a marriage that lasted from 06 July 1973 until 18 September 2013:
My parents; married until his death in 1980, the year before I graduated from Oberlin College, first in my class, and Phi Beta Kappa.
Last Chance for the Tarzan Holler, a volume of poetry, Persea Books, March 1998, a finalist for the 1999 National Book Critics Circle Award and a best book of 1998 by The Village Voice.
I Want to Be, Dial Books for Young Readers, September, 1993, a Literary Guild Selection, recipient of a starred review in Publisher’s Weekly, School Library Journal, and Kirkus Reviews; recommended by Reading Teacher, an American Bookseller’s Pick of the List for 1993, named a best children’s book of 1993 by USA Today and The Detroit Free Pres.
Small Congregations, a volume of new and selected poems, Ecco Press, June 1993.
Rainbow Remnants in Rock Bottom Ghetto Sky, Persea Books, June 1991, winner of the National Poetry Series 1990 Open Competition, and winner of the 1992 Ohioana Book Award.
At Redbones, Cleveland State University Poetry Center, June 1990.
Pyramid of Bone, University of Virginia Press, March 1989, nominated in 1990 for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Poetry.
Hosiery Seams on a Bowlegged Woman, Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 1983; finalist for the Best of the Great Lakes first book prize.
Thylias Moss Writing 