"Woodpecker, er, flicker, er, Bobby" up at Inquisitive Eater

The third installment for my Poet of the Month gig at The Inquisitive Eater from The New School. This one's for you, Big Bobby Bergland! Thanks again for having me, Laura Cronk!

Poet of the Month: 'The Visitors,' by Jennifer L. Knox

Jen, come look at this. What is that? A woodpecker. That thing's huge-like a raccoon! Why's it on the ground? Grubs. What is it with the grubs? * So that bird we saw this morning was really a northern flicker. How'd you find out? I Google-imaged "woodpeckers." Flickers are in the woodpecker family.

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The latest installment as Poet of the Month at The Inquisitive Eater

And it's all true. Those folks know how to eat. Thanks, again, Laura!

Poet of the Month: 'Yogyakarta,' by Jennifer L. Knox

In the first hotel, an icky river of ants moving under the black wool blanket. In the houses, ceilings were low and the windows small-inside anywhere was always dark. Hawkers in the market needed lamps in their stalls by noon, but not when the light was more even, like dawn.

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A new poem in The Journal

Poetry

100! after Josef Albers I am trying to convey the big emotions-ecstasy, doom. I am looking at neither the wall nor the red bowl awash with intention, crushed berries, euphoria, that plush stain. It is a meditation. Color shakes itself from the canvas, the canvas from its wooden frame.

I love The Journal, and I'm so happy this poem found in its new issue. It was inspired by this episode of Criminal: A Podcast

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Because I am an Inquisitive Eater...

I'm honored to be the Poet of the Month at The Inquisitive EaterThe New School's food mag. The first piece up is a love poem to my get-er-done man. They'll be posting other food/environmental poems, as well as an excerpt from the culinary memoir I've been working on (!) Thanks so much, Laura Cronk, for thinking of me!

Poet of the Month: 'Field Guide Acknowledgements,' by Jennifer L. Knox

Some plants' names just came to me like that! Even in Latin: "Worry Wartius!" You're getting smarter, I assured myself in the hotel pool. I was proud of myself: it's hard to swim and think at the same time. But soon other names stopped sticking to the chalkboard.

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MYCO-WOW
The Red Lady of El Mirón. Died: about 18,700 years ago. Found in her teeth: mushroom spores.

The Red Lady of El Mirón. Died: about 18,700 years ago. Found in her teeth: mushroom spores.

Our weekend at the Mycelium Mysteries Women's Mushroom Retreat was MIND BLOWING. And not because we ate the magic kind. Thank you, Midwest Women's Herbal Conference, for cultivating this incredible network of goddesses, mycophiles, healers, teachers, and learners. 

Below is the list of spices we used. I'll be posting my shitake soup recipes here soon! 

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I'm NOT Talking About Poetry with Kyle Flak at Maudlin House

This was harder than Billy on the Street, and I couldn't get my buzzer to work. Thanks for having me on anyway, Kyle Flak! Keep asking the tough questions!

POETS NOT TALKING ABOUT POETRY: JENNIFER L KNOX

JENNIFER L KNOX is the author of DAYS OF SHAME AND FAILURE (Bloof Books, 2015), THE MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN DRIVEWAY (Bloof Books, 2010), DRUNK BY NOON (Bloof Books, 2007), and A GRINGO LIKE ME (Bloof Books, 2005). * GUESS HOW MANY POTATOES ARE IN THAT OLD BURLAP SACK OUT IN FRONT OF MY UNCLE BOB'S BROKEN TAN VAN?

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"Crushing It" in OLM

I'm honored to be included in the new issue of Open Letters Monthly! This diddy is the title poem of my new book. Thanks for having me, Maureen Thorson!

Crushing It | Open Letters Monthly - an Arts and Literature Review

I don't wanna brag but I'm pretty sure I got the highest score ever on the ADHD test. The best part was when Mike asked me to juggle a hatchet, a balloon full of pudding, and a hamster and I was all, "Hold my beer, Mike!" Hokay... I tanked it.

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"The New Let's Make a Deal" gets a close read by Adam Sol on How a Poem Moves!

Thank you for the deep, thoughtful read, Adam Sol. I've been a big fan of How A Poem Moves since the start of the project and am so honored to be included. It was indeed Typhoon Haiyan that's referred to in the poem. In an earlier draft, it was named. Except for the internal voices, the poem's a report of what I saw on TV while I was waiting for an allergy shot.

https://howapoemmoves.wordpress.com/2017/08/03/jennifer-l-knox-the-new-lets-make-a-deal/

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