Posts tagged ‘Immortality’

March 30, 2024

From Substance to Artifice

December 4, 2023

The Triumph of Failure

Hitting new lows of unbridled bitterness and squirm-inducing self-pity!
New slender volume of verse. Available for pre-order:
Fresh Failure: New Poems by John Tottenham

 

March 4, 2022

A Challenging Spiritual Exercise…

February 28, 2021

CITADEL

Am I empty at the core or just around the edges?
Are there riches therein?  I wouldn’t know.
I’m weighed down in a warm white glow,
crushing the stark yellow dullness of the day
into dust, statically and statelessly drifting
throughout this haze of rust. Riding the waves
of lostness across the landscape of a desk,
into the bulwark of a threadbare curtain.

October 17, 2019

A Legacy-Defining Moment

New Emptyscapes up at Alias Books now through whenever.

3163 Glendale Blvd, LA CA 90039

February 20, 2019

Dangerous Minds Valentine’s Day

https://dangerousminds.net/comments/this_valentines_day_tell_them_you_hate_them_with_the_hate_poems

December 30, 2018

Is there Life after Art?

One more week. Emptyscapes   Extended until 1/5/19.
Lora Schlesinger Gallery, Bergamot Station, 2525 Michigan Ave. B5b, Santa Monica CA 90404

 

December 9, 2018

An Act of Great Treachery and Narcissism

Where egotism and self-loathing meet, where urgency merges with futility. Let me grace you with my absence…

November 15, 2018

Share the Selfishness

Available elsewhere, and from Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/Hate-Poems-John-Tottenham/dp/1878923293/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1542304597&sr=8-1&keywords=the+hate+poems&dpID=41FfGSl2GOL&preST=_SY291_BO1,204,203,200_QL40_&dpSrc=srch

“In elegantly-wrought laments of self-loathing and mean-spirited love poems, the author finds that he has more to say on already exhausted subjects, and gives voice to the kind of thoughts most people prefer not to express but will nevertheless automatically relate to and be entertained by. Tottenham has staked out a singular terrain where egotism and self-loathing meet, where futility merges with urgency, and beauty is created out of bitterness. If nothing else, he furnishes proof that a poet maudit can still, if not thrive, at least survive, alive and unwell, in this benighted age.”
from the introduction, by Louis Pipe

November 6, 2018

Roasting Sparks

I will be throwing barbs at the Mael boys at this fun-filled event.