Geoffrey Morrison, over at The Rusty Toque, has written a generous review of Arguments For Lawn Chairs. Morrison’s review looks at both my poetry book and David Huebert’s We Are No Longer The Smart Kids In Class. Check it out here!
The good folks at Open Book interviewed me about my poetry collection, Arguments for Lawn Chairs. Read it to find out my thoughts on the importance of titles, and to see some of my newer poem and story titles! http://open-book.ca/News/The-Entitled-Interview-with-Aaron-Kreuter
My poetry collection, Arguments for Lawn Chairs, will be launching this Sunday at Supermarket, along with other great books! If you’re in the city, come on out! Stone Woman by Bianca Lakoseljac The Sea-Wave by Rolli Arguments for Lawn Chairs by Aaron Kreuter Coming Here; Being Here & A Second Coming ed. Don Mulcahy Freeze by Stephen Orlov Sarah & Abraham by Sarah Engelhard Every Night of Our Lives by Rocco de Giacomo Date with Destiny by Hélène Rioux trans. Jonathan Kaplansky Free admission + lots of tasty refreshments! Date: September 11, 2016 Time: 3:30 PM Place: Supermarket Restaurant & Bar, 268 Augusta Avenue, Toronto ON M5T 2L9
To welcome my first book of poetry, Arguments for Lawn Chairs, into the world, come on out to the Steady on June 9th, for a night of poetry, music, and celebration! When: June 9th, 2016, 8:30 Where: The Steady, 1051 Bloor Street West Poster: See below
Where Has Inky the Octopus Gone? Or, Animal Intelligence The question on all our minds: where has Inky the octopus gone? Well, Inky’s gone to the Sorbonne. Inky’s just about finished his Proust. Inky’s writing a treatise on the nature of time. Inky just received a SSHRC (Inky’s funding will be adjusted accordingly). Inky’s headed towards Jerusalem to resume negotiations. Inky believes in a binational one-state solution (obviously). Inky just read sixteen books on ethnic cleansing. Inky just saw the video on YouTube showing all the nuclear bombs we’ve set off (so many in the ocean—why?! Why?!). Inky just learned about factory farms. Inky’s had enough. Inky’s decided we’re beyond help. Inky’s decamped from our front lawn. So don’t ask where Inky’s at, because Inky, well, Inky’s gone.
Paul Auster on coincidence in fiction ( From “Interview with Larry McCaffery and Sinda Gregory,” The Art of Hunger, pages 287-288): “From an aesthetic point of view, the introduction of chance elements in fiction probably creates as many problems as it solves. I’ve come in for a lot of abuse from critics because of it. In the strictest sense of the word, I consider myself a realist. Chance is a part of reality: we are continually shaped by the forces of coincidence, the unexpected occurs with almost numbing regularity in all our lives. And yet there’s a widely held notion that novels shouldn’t stretch the imagination too far. Anything that appears “implausible” is necessarily taken to be forced, artificial, “unrealistic.” I don’t know what reality these people have been living in, but it certainly isn’t my reality. In some perverse way, I believe they’ve spent too much time reading books. They’re so immersed in the conventions of so-called realistic fiction that their sense of reality has been distorted. Everything’s been smoothed out in these novels, robbed of its singularity, boxed into a predictable world of cause and effect. Anyone with the wit to get his nose out of his book and study […]
Web Searches That, Thanks to Bill C-51, Will Trigger A CSIS Investigation of You 1. Sweater vests. 2. I found this long gun on the bus, how can I find out who it belongs to? 3. Who is it exactly that’s benefiting from the neoliberalization of the university? 4. The location of today’s peace march. 5. The militarization of our paper money. 6. The militarization of the arctic. 7. Indigenous epistemologies. 8. David Suzuki. 9. What Alberta used to look like. 10. What happened to all the Roma children living in my neighbourhood? 11. The missing and murdered, the missing and murdered, the missing and murdered. 12. Dismantling Canada. 13. The names of trees.
My poem “Paddling the Nickel Tailings Near Sudbury” was recently on Split This Rock‘s weekly poetry blog. You can read it here. Also, five poems of mine–that were featured at last year’s PULP Paper Art Party–were included in the digital book that was a product of the party. The book was put together by Jess Taylor and the EW Reading Series. The whole book is free, and can be found here. Finally, I have two upcoming readings in New York City in June, where I’ll be reading with other poets who have had their work in the Best Canadian Poetry anthologies. On June 23rd, I’ll be reading at the Bryant Park Word For Word reading series; and on June 24th, I’ll be reading at the KGB Bar in the East Village. If you’re going to be in New York at the end of June, come out to hear some Canadian poetry! That’s it for now.
Here’s a poem I wrote for David Huebert, on the occasion of him finishing his comprehensive exams. (For those who are not a graduate student themselves, or whose siblings, partners, roommates, or dog park friends are not graduate students, ABD stands for All But Dissertation). Happy spring! ABD For Dave “Species Panic at the Disco” Huebert Always better Dave. Any butter Dave. Affluent, botulistic Dave. Anything but Dave. Armies bomb Dave. Andromeda beleaguers Dave. Antigone belittles Dave. Aphrodite boffs Dave. Another beatific Dave. Alright, brazen Dave. Address barrenness, Dave? All butterflies Dave!