new from LRL textile series

worrywort cover

I am tremendously proud to announce the publication of worrywort, a collaboration with fellow Philadelphia poet Pattie McCarthy, now available for purchase, here.

Written over correspondence via text message & email while on (separate) vacations with our respective families during summer 2013, & revised/tidied up upon our return, worrywort should be read while listening to this.

worrywort interior

 

penniferPATTIE MCCARTHY is the author of six books: nulls (forthcoming, Horse Less Press), Quiet Book (forth-coming, Apogee Press), Marybones,Table Alphabetical of Hard Words, Verso, & bk of (h)rs. She is also the author of L&O, a chapbook published by LRL in 2011. A 2011 Pew Fellow in the Arts, she teaches at Temple University.

JENN MCCREARY’s latest full-length collection, & now my feet are maps (December, 2013), is now available from Dusie Press. Other works include The Dark Mouth of Living (Horse Less Press) ab ovo (Dusie Press), a doctrine of signatures (Singing Horse Press), & Odyssey & Oracle (Least Weasel Press). A Pew Fellow in the Arts, she lives in Philadelphia, where she edits ixnay press, & was recently named a 2013 Pew Fellow in the Arts for poetry.

A project of little red leaves, the textile series takes the hand out of “hand-sewn chapbooks.” It’s real work in the age of mechanical reproduction. It’s the little sewing machine that could. It’s ironed and folded and sewn and pulled and the threads stick out.

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(no sleep ’til) Brooklyn

Frank Sherlock & Jenn McCreary

Frank Sherlock & Jenn McCreary

This Thursday, July 17th, 7pm:

Frank Sherlock & I will read at Berl’s Brooklyn Poetry Shop & celebrate his latest collection, Space Between These Lines Not Dedicated (ixnay press, 2014).

You should come.

 

Philebrity Salon Reading w Special Guest Elizabeth Scanlon

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Elizabeth Scanlon & Jenn McCreary

TUESDAY AT PHILEBRITY SALON

JENN MCCREARY
CELEBRATING THE RELEASE OF AND READING FROM
& NOW MY FEET ARE MAPS (DUSIE PRESS)
W/ SPECIAL GUEST ELIZABETH SCANLON

TUESDAY FEBRUARY 25TH · 9PM
THE 700 · 2ND & FAIRMOUNT STS. · NOLIBS
READING AT 9PM · RECORDS & SOCIALIZING AFTER

& now my feet are maps … now available

&nowmyfeetaremaps.mccrearyI am over the moon /tickled pink / chuffed to bits/ on cloud nine / pleased as Punch (less the wife-beating/serial-killing parts) / etc / et al / to announce the publication of my new full-length poetry collection, & now my feet are maps, by the lovely Susana Gardner‘s Dusie Press. it is now available via the fine folks at Small Press Distribution.

Book design by creative genius Dan Shepelavy, with cover art by the tremendous SJ Hart (from her drawing, That night she fell asleep in a tangle of roots. She dreamt there were more girls nestled in the trees. Prints available for purchase here).

Lovely people have said lovely things about it, & I am truly grateful for their generosity & support.


“Jenn McCreary’s wry, disarming, dream-imbued reformulations of fairy-tale & folk-tale quests in & NOW MY FEET ARE MAPS make for an unconventionally pleasurable and challenging read. In point of fact, she turns the conventions of fantasy-inflected diction and dispiriting roles for female characters in on themselves, in large part through as subtle a handling of poetic sequencing and tone as I’ve encountered anywhere lately. These poems vividly remake the ground they take from a range of familiar sources, are addressed to readers of most ages, and do mean to change the way this world’s collective sense of imagination knows itself.”
Anselm Berrigan

“A celestial recalibration is in the Jenn McCreary line. I love being in there, and it’s for us, the biggest possible version of us. ‘here is my ghost voice / amplification helmet & here is the engine you built / with your blood—’ One day I took these poems to a rock by the water and encountered the protrusion of fortitude from every THING around me through the lens of her book. ‘& alterwise by owl-light: thistle-blood & born / with a backwards heart, I wasn’t always this / fragile.’ This book blows my mind, and this isn’t a blurb, it’s a witnessing. Planets come and go, but the vibratory poems like Jenn McCreary’s stay on in the breaking molecules gnawed by light.”
CAConrad

“Pieces of a life filtered through a fractured mind, somehow made whole by the work itself.”
Kristin Hersh

“& NOW MY FEET ARE MAPS is a journey poem. The feet are Jenn McCreary’s feet, my feet, the feet of anyone who has come through pain and confusion brought on by people or institutions who abuse their power. Jenn McCreary’s work is hacked from the ‘black box’ at her core. She figured out what it said, how to decode it, and recode it into poetry. The power of her images (unhinged in fairytale and play), her apocalyptic humor, her fusion of time, and her perfectly attuned guidance through devastation all serve to help us make sense ‘of another dark night / I’m learning to unwait.'”
Stacy Szymaszek

Blood & Guts in High School: Ginger Snaps

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I ripped open my favorite gore grrl teen horror flick for Delirious Hem’s Chick Flix:

“They make Winona Ryder’s Lydia &/or Veronica look like Mary Fucking Sunshine. Their bond—& their pact made at age eight, ‘out by sixteen, or dead in the scene, together forever’—is the emotional core of the film, a Canadian horror flick that’s kind of about werewolves, but really about girls, about sisters, about female bonds & how they break.”

reading at Zinc Bar this Sunday, May 16

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fin de siecle reading at La Tazza in Philadelphia

On Sunday, May 16th, I’ll be reading at Zinc Bar in the East Village with the lovely Pattie McCarthy, whose new book, Table Alphabetical of Hard Words is now available from Apogee Press.

For nearly fifteen years, we have been mistaken for eachother in several cities, including at a reception following Pattie’s reading at the culmination of her MA at Temple in the late 90s (when someone complimented me on her reading), & at my own reading at Chapterhouse Cafe in Philadelphia this winter (when someone thanked her for my reading).  It is entirely possible that reading in the same place at the same time could cause some sort of tear in the space-time continuum.  Or maybe a tesseract.

You wouldn’t want to miss that.

Sunday, May 16, 2010
6:30pm – 9:00pm
Zinc Bar, 82 W 3rd St.