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georgewallace

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About Me

--- 'the surreal surprise, the whitmanic impulse!'--- new york-based poet and performer --- coming soon to a beat museum near you --- performs at howlfest, woody guthrie fest, bradstock, lowell celebrates kerouac --- regular appearances in new york, san francisco, london, liverpool and manchester --- books available inc. wrestling godzilla (green panda press, cleveland oh, us) burn my heart in wet sand (troubadour, leicester, uk), swimming through water (la finestra, trento, it) --- his cd 'moon is' offered on cdbaby.com --- 'if people aren't teaching his poetry in the universities in twenty years, i'll eat my hat' (nancy henry, cafe review) ---

My Interests

Based in New York and a regular on the performance scene, George Wallace -- author of sixteen chapbooks of poetry -- tours nationally and internationally to read his work at cafes, universities and festivals. A trained musician as well as a master poet, he has performed from the Bowery Poetry Club to Carnegie Hall, from the Beat Museum to Woodstock, from Boston to Fort Lauderdale, and from the Dylan Thomas Centre to Shakespeare & Co, Paris and Cindy Sheehan's 2005 protest encampment in Crawford Tx. He appears frequently in the United Kingdom from Cornwall to Cumbria and London to Liverpool, and has read in Italy, Ireland, Denmark and Greece. And he's appeared at many festivals across United States, from the Woody Guthrie Festival, Lowell Celebrates Kerouac, Howlfest and Rexroth Festival to the Insomniacathon in Lexington, Kentucky.Praised for the 'Whitmanian breadth' of his voice, and his distinctive merger of bop prosody and surreal commentary, recent years have seen Wallace on stage in collaboration with musicians or on the card with them -- a list that includes David Amram, Thurston Moore, DJ Spooky, John Sinclair, Paul Winston, Joan Baez, Steve Earle and Levon Helm. Among his associates are such Beat, Post-Beat, Progressive and Alternative figures as John Cassady, Steve Dalachinsky, Ira Cohen, Donovan Leitch, Peter Max, Charles Plymell, Janine Pommy Vega, Andy Clausen, Antler, AD Winans and others.

I'd like to meet:

edward hopper

Music:

Don't let nothing come between us, big eyed beans from Venus -- Captain Beefheart

Movies:

Most of the world is three drinks behind -- Humphrey Bogart

Television:

If you have died horribly on television you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us. -- Kurt Vonnegut

Books:

Peace? Of course I'm for peace. I'm a white middle class American male. All the good shit flows in my direction. -- Augie Prime

Heroes:

The same forces that nearly drove the American Indian to extinction delivered Kerouac to an early grave. He drank for the same reasons the Indians did; to bury the pain, and to escape from the tragedy of a self-destructive society....Kenn Thomas

My Blog

O HEART OF BRIGHTNESS IN YOUR DARK BOUTIQUE

our lady of unclouded ecstasy america the united phalanx of individual prosperity you are broke! there is a delinquent in the house the green aura of death is among us cast down your great car...
Posted by georgewallace on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 05:40:00 PST

TO SEE A HUMMINGBIRD IN A GRAIN OF SAND

  it was not a universe in a grain of sand. it was a grain of sand with a hummingbird trapped inside it. it was her grain of sand & it was his grain of sand. he was struggling to pay for...
Posted by georgewallace on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:00:00 PST

WALKING ON TENTH STREET

we are walking on tenth street in the direction of neptune a polish diner which simon likes to go to but you have to get there before 11 am if you want the breakfast special and that's impor...
Posted by georgewallace on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:35:00 PST

BLACK EYED SUSANS

i see the bright face of this our young and still hopeful nation  more in a parking lot weed than in the display of its proud public gardens untamed as the original north american wild...
Posted by georgewallace on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:37:00 PST

THESE ARE THE ONES I REFUSE TO ABIDE

the cellophane genius the five dollar stripper the prize dog breeder in her intestinal stew the trifling madame the mail room dancer the snow shovel salesman puking in his boots the phantom publishe...
Posted by georgewallace on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 09:13:00 PST

OH IT IS A TERRIBLE BEACH

oh it is a terrible beach and i don't want to listen to it or to the wind but we keep coming back to it and the wind rushes in and refuses to be silent and oh it is a beach without definition...
Posted by georgewallace on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 06:47:00 PST

SEE YOU ON THE FLIP SIDE

it's been a slice! gw
Posted by georgewallace on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 07:57:00 PST

THE HANDWRITING ON THE WALL

i see how the boys look at each other when the boss walks past     and sally looks nervous at the end of her shift     standing on line at the bus stop in fron...
Posted by georgewallace on Fri, 04 Jan 2008 06:03:00 PST

INK OF THE ASSASSINATION MOON

it is snowing bullets it is snowing hairit is snowing flakes of boneit is snowing the names of zealots thieves and liberators heroes and villains all! whose names are written in moon ink -- moon ink o...
Posted by georgewallace on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 03:49:00 PST

PADDLING UP HAND ME DOWN RIVER

you could almost taste it like a thousand daffodils on the banks of an english river in a kind of a wordsworth town   it was not the beginning of time it was not the end of time either it w...
Posted by georgewallace on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 06:50:00 PST