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Transformation!!!

Wow… it’s transformation day. Louis, Casey, Derek, Jonathan, Chris, Bruce, and Morgan all came over to help move the print equipment from the market to Assembly, the new gathering space down the road. The Beyond Repair market site is looking very much in disarray now, in-between phases, as we switch out to focusing on the radio station and printed matter distribution.

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Nov. 4, 2017 · 3:51pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

“Yes, and…”, a continuation of the work begun at St. Catherine’s with Crisis Logic & the Reader, opened today at Mia.
Through tools for questioning engagement, broadside and book releases (hence the banners over head, as they reference a line in a chapbook by Andrea Jenkins we’ll be releasing during the run of the project), and continued clandestine readings of texts which propose non-binary logics, “Yes, and…” energizes the social life of reading as a point of consideration, as well as an active social tool, within the space of the museum to imagine other forms of living, relating, and resisting the new normal of life during Trump time.
Open today through the end of January. If you’d like to volunteer to read a text let us know!

Dec. 1, 2016 · 6:12pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

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Tonight! The release of My Singularity and Against the Picture – Window: A Time of the Phoenix Compendium at The White Page. Join us!!

Aug. 26, 2016 · 2:40pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

Fri, Aug. 26, 2016 ⁄ 7:00–9:00pm

Book Release… Against the Picture – Window: A Time of the Phoenix Compendium & My Singularity

Pam Grey and Peggy Terry at Hank Williams village playground

Please join Beyond Repair and Society Editions at The White Page Gallery for the release of Society’s first two publications of poetry at the intersection of political speech: Against the Picture – Window: A Time of the Phoenix Compendium and My Singularity, a new chapbook by Minnesota-based poet, Sun Yung Shin.

Poems will be read. Books will be on offer. Drinks on hand.

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TIME OF THE PHOENIX

Time of the Phoenix was a series of chapbooks produced and circulated around the Uptown area of Chicago and further afield from the late 1960s to the mid-70s, which served as a platform for the urban white poor of the neighborhood. Through poetry and other verse, authors articulate their lives in relation to police abuse, living in poverty, domestic violence, addiction and more. A vehicle for a voiceless population to find voice with one another, Time of the Phoenix was a tactical action in print devised by the Young Patriots—a group of radicalized, young southern white migrants living in Chicago’s Uptown neighborhood. Along with “organizing in their own” through projects such as the chapbook series, the YPO went on to help form the Rainbow Coalition with the Young Lords, and Fred Hampton and the Black Panthers.

Working with founding YPO member, Hy Thurman, Society Editions has published Against the Picture – Window: A Time of the Phoenix Compendium, a collection of original works which appeared in Time of the Phoenix, as well as original photographic documents, interviews, commentary, and contemporary poetic works which speak across history and experience to the voices which originally appeared in the chapbook series.

MY SINGULARITY

My Singularity brilliantly graphs the myth of Pinocchio onto the contemporary flux of human identity amid advances in artificial intelligence and the human genome project, crafting a deeply felt extended metaphor for the physical body as site of meaning, a screen onto which multiple stories are at all times being projected. Sun Yung Shin’s intelligence and empathetic reach appear infinite as she imbues a wooden puppet with the kind of pathos we normally reserve for ourselves. The poem demonstrates an ethos at work typified by W.B. Yeats’s claim that “the quarrels we have with others are rhetoric / The quarrels we have with ourselves is poetry.” Allowing the latter to show itself is no small feat in a political climate that engenders discord and factionalism at every turn. Her poem searches the identity of the orphan, the manufactured psyche, the worker, and locates the vulnerable body of the nation-state as it exists as a living, breathing organism.

My Singularity is a single poem published as a chapbook by Society Editions.

SOCIETY EDITIONS

Society is a construction, dismantled and reformed daily, yearly, through our perceptions and public pronouncements, either shouted or whispered. As an expandable publishing platform, Society concerns itself with the intersection where poetry meets speech and where private and public life collide. Society is timely and agile, responsive and responsible, paper and air.
If poetry can act as an ethical barometer of a population in time, Society changes with you and you change Society. Society is a response and then a record.

As an imprint, through a yearly almanac, individual books, chaplets, posters, actions, programs, et al, Society aims to pick away and uncover the role and possibilities of poetry as public speech, how abstract, or seemingly obtuse, texts can engage and decipher very real and timely issues around public life and power.

Society Editions is co-edited by Mary Austin Speaker, Chris Martin, and Sam Gould

Aug. 4, 2016 · 6:10pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

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Dec. 19, 2015 · 6:57pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

THE MASKS ARE FOR OUR OWN SAFETY

Chris Martin

 

Duct-taping the mouth of the oracle shut

Finance doesn’t need a body

It needs everybody

Bed bugs leisurely fleecing

A handwritten note reading free

As Hurricane Patricia scalps the coast

I say tomorrow, you say opportunity

(everything’s a mouth)

I say opportunity, you say property

As we (endless

Dolly shot) glide across the sidewalks

I want to fondle each tree

Marked with a green x

Because, I dunno, they’re possessed?

Our red carpet of papier-mâché leaves

Turns into one big banana peel

In the freezing autumn rain

This week we’re fucking and making a baby

Giving the cat away so I can breathe again

There’s a twitch in the translucent

Hood of my left eyelid

Tapping out Morse code to the half-buried scarecrow

It’s almost Halloween

Scarlet sociopath gardens

Blooming their scattered limbs

In manicured yards

I thought these people were middle class liberals

Bill Blass, Ralph Lauren

Atty is waging a nap-strike

Singing horn bill horn, his pants are all torn

And then mi cabeza over and over

He’s two-and-a-half and he’s going to be

A sexy, sparkly witch

And there’s nothing we can or want

To do about it

He’s the future

The future prolongs his opulent sleeplessness

And I secretly want him to become an engineer

But he’ll probably just become a famous actor

Or worse, a poet

The future is making declarations and practicing her cackle

I need the future to sleep so I can relax

But the future really doesn’t get tranquility

I should just let the future finish this poem

He says Daddy feels the beautiful rain

He says It’s nighttime in other people’s houses

He says I breathe my dark air

He says I become a merry, scary shepherdess

He says Yellow fire, yellow fire

He says I’m going to shrink to the size of an acorn

He says The white astronaut on the white moon opens the white door

He says Petal shovel

He says My astronaut got some moon on him

He says Mama is a witch because she walks in the alley

He says Daddy is a man because he walks into a house and is not a thing

He says Orca in a carriage full of people

He says I’m bellying away from you

He says You don’t want to call it anything

 

(from Rad Dads)

Dec. 19, 2015 · 6:53pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

Sat, Dec. 19, 2015 ⁄ 4:00–6:30pm

Rad Dads: Local Writers on Fatherhood and the Radical Domestic

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In celebration of Chris Martin (Poet / Co-Editor of Society) and his new book of poems, The Falling Down Dance (Coffeehouse Press) we invite you to join the authors below for a pint just down the way from the shop at Eastlake Craft Brewing, for a reading and conversation about verse and fatherhood. Readers will include:

Sam Gould
Steve Healey
Chris Martin
William Waltz
Patrick Werle
Clarence White

We’ve produced a chapbook for the occasion, entitled of course, Rad Dads. It’s cheap. Like $5.

Dec. 3, 2015 · 4:22pm· Resident Weirdo· ∞

"It was Broken When You Bought it"

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