First Review of Slow Living by Notty Bumbo


Linearity is discouraged.
After an immersion in Slow Living, by Kenyatta JP Garcia, from West Vine Press
By Notty Bumbo
How he said it. How it got here, gets here, sends messages, goes sideways, across time and back, bounces history across personal synapses. This is a work unfolding, a journey despite its most ardent desire to locate a fixed point from which to observe, debate, break open anything within view or hidden behind unreason. From the Greeks to the Geeks, a brief mention of (the first) Hannibal, and never depositing two hundred dollars, Kenyatta goes and goes, his prose opposes fixed coordinates, this/these poems unfolding origami-like before the limits of understanding. A diary of mad fun and sullen rectitude, careening around my skull in philosophical glee. I suspect “JP” means Jet Propelled, or Just Perusing, or Jamming Profundity. I give this book an easy ninety-nine with a bullet– you can dance to it, all right, all night, outta sight!

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Trailer #1 (of a real book coming soon): WVP Sampler Number Three (FILE UNDER BOOK COMMERCIALS 2016)


WEST VINE PRESS BOOK RELEASE DATES (Fall 2016) October 11th. West Vine Press #3 Sampler October 25th. Slow Living by Kenyatta Jp Garcia. November 1st. Poetic Poverty by Andrew K. November 8th. As…

Source: Trailer #1 (of a real book coming soon): WVP Sampler Number Three (FILE UNDER BOOK COMMERCIALS 2016)

Updated WVP Book Release Schedule


Check out the release dates from West Vine Press which also include my upcoming book – Slow Living.

 

West Vine Press Moves Words Around To Make Real Books For Real Human Beings.

Source: Updated WVP Book Release Schedule

Another’s Lines


Some days reading is more a task of imagination – staring – off the page

instead of following scripts

Sometimes early on,

moving late into night

words

are more shards

than window or mirror

Each page alternates between

one last chance and one time

The blazed path is somehow rocky

and switchbacks

switch no more

the slope is angled

almost 90 degrees

and the road cut

right up the median

The blanket a half inch of wool, cotton or snow

all seen a good chance against this

City and country both real

but the words so strewn

make no stops

at either station

Then this pen has to equip itself for travel

to the end

not being reached

today

in another’s lines

Now Available: Playing Dead


Now Available for Kindle

Playing Dead

an epic poem
playingdead

From Not So Fast


Not So Fast

But there is a chasm
filled with scripts
or screenplays.
Somewhere there’s a rusty
RCA Victor mike
And a Yamaha amp
with peculiar buzz
of mosquito secrets
And no one has been able
to fill the ad.
Openings and closings delayed
with the same repartee of one of these
shows.
* * *
Can’t both stare in the mirror
in the same moment.
Two wholly wholes
halfway blended
Connected – a point just beyond
the brain.
Craniums fused into one –
crammed
with lyrics
of cowboy songs.
A multi-appended chimera
facing two ways
into compromise
And when one goes
I’ll have to carry
that load
too.
String arrangements.

To read the home poem click here

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