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New Poems on the horizon, coming soon from Todd Cirillo

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Coming soon from Epic Rites Press, http://www.epicrites.org a new full-length collection from Todd Cirillo. Stay tuned….start clearing space next to your bed and on your bookshelf.

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12 Pack of Poetry!

Here it is a gorgeous 12 pack of poetry goodness from Epic Rites Press/Tree Killer Ink featuring twelve poets including Todd Cirillo’s, SEXY DEVILS, Julie Valin’s, SLOW JAMS & UNRULY HEARTS, and Matt Amott’s, GET WELL SOON plus nine other poets that guarantee to make ya feel right in just the wrong ways.

Order your 12 Pack at http://www.epicrites.org/punk-chapbook-series.html

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Listen Up!! Poets Madeline Levy and Todd Cirillo Radio Interview replay

Hey Everyone! In case you missed it or just can’t get enough, Click the soundcloud link below to listen to yesterday’s interview with Madeline Levy and Todd Cirillo.  Relive the laughter, the poetry, the tears, the honest lies, the stolen words, the stories, the drama, the parrot, and the good times all over again. A superstar shout out to Dominique Espinosa McCusker, radio dj, poetry fan extraordinaire!  Thanks Dominique.

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Get it today! Perfume & Cigarettes now available!!

We at Six Ft. Swells Press are celebrating and invite you to celebrate with us. Out today, the new book of poetry by Madeline Levy, click the link below to purchase your copies. This is an extraordinary book of poems from and exceptionally talented poet and person and we are proud to add Madeline’s work to the Six Ft. Swells catalogue, which continues to pillage the poetry world in true After-Hours style. Don’t believe us? Read her words and see how your heart feels after…

http://www.amazon.com/Perfume-Cigarettes-Madeline-Levy/dp/0985307544/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1443192726&sr=8-1&keywords=madeline+levy

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The poems in Perfume & Cigarettes by Madeline Levy come at you like Tom

Waits driving a 1957 Cadillac onto the sleek asphalt of night, with only the

red glow of taillights sending kisses on the road to everywhere. These poems

take us places, somewhere between the proper and the profane, the dive

bars and the five-star restaurants. These are poems with wicked grins and

sharp edges that will leave a “tiny-sized cut in the back of your heart,” and

make us believe that “apple pie & cyanide” are a good idea.

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Perfume & Cigarettes release date Friday 9/25!

The new book of poetry from Six Ft. Swells: Perfume & Cigarettes by Madeline Levy will be available this Friday 9/25/15 through this website and amazon.com, so start saving your pennies, collecting cans, or selling plasma to get your copy. Advanced praise for Perfume & Cigarettes:

Madeline Levy has an uncanny talent for revealing the raw and sometimes uncomfortable truths in life and love. She’s not afraid to tell us what she likes, what she wants in a relationship, and what she definitely doesn’t want, which is to become another “wordless warrior/waving a hand for the check before dessert.” We can all learn from this poet–to live boldly, sharing our light, ever cautious of the “hand/closing the lid.” –—Shawn Aveningo, Poet, Editor, Publisher, The Poetry Box®

 

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The Swells Grow Bigger by the Day

Sometimes when we stand at the shore and look out to the horizon we can see the swells grow bigger and bigger, feel the trade winds shift and pick up, and we know something big is on the way.  Stay tuned lovers of poetry and our press…..keep watch, batten down the hatches, put on your favorite Perfume and bum a Cigarette….the time to set sail, pillage and plunder is upon us once again. No need to hide the women and children though bring ’em along. You are all invited.

 

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Happy Holidays-Let’s Get Under the Mistletoe, See What Happens…

Happy Holidays from your pirates and poets at Six Ft. Swells Press

Happy Holidays from your pirates and poets at Six Ft. Swells Press

We at Six Ft. Swells Press want to wish everyone many presents under the tree and much joy in the New Year.  Just because we are tried and true pirates does not mean we are above expressing our appreciation and gratitude to each of you for supporting us over the last year and many many moonlit evenings before that.  SFS ended the year on a high note; releasing Amber’s book and a poetry contest with a newly crowned poetry champion of the neons.  Our sincere thanks for that.  Whether it is buying our books, coming to our shows, liking and/or commenting on our posts, buying us a round, giving us a hug, sending a postcard, or just telling us you miss us, it means a lot and in lieu of actual dollars, gives us the goods to keep sailing.

Whether you are naughty or nice, near or far, on the beach, in the foothills, in the city or in the great north woods, keep sailing with us.  We can’t promise riches but we can promise poetry that will kick you in the sleigh bells, tremendous laughs, a shot and a beer (or nine), adventure, gibberish, a chance to fall in love, a discreet rebound, and a full and open heart.  Big waves are headed your way from Six Ft. Swells Press this coming year.  After all, the only time to get things done is right now, come hellfire or high-water and we are totally comfortable with both dear brothers and sisters.

Santa must be cutting through the sky at a whiplash pace because there are flashes of lightening high above and vague sounds of bells in the distance….whoops…scratch that, could have been the sound of the bottles we just knocked over… But you never know….it is christmas eve after all…

A toast to all of you, we will have a blue blue christmas without you,

Todd, Julie, and Matt (SFS Board of Directors, Publishers, Editors, Thieves, Poets, Pirates, Friends, Reasons for the Season, Two UnWise Men and One Wise Woman, New Years Babies, Sugar-Plums)

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New Poems and Pics from NOLA on Medusa’s Kitchen

Thursday, July 03, 2014

High Heels & Short Dresses

—Poems and Photos by Todd Cirillo, New Orleans
 
A SUBTLE MOTIVATION

She owns a .357 Magnum,
tells me—
often—
that she is a very good shot.

I have yet
to forget
a birthday
or special occasion.

FEELS LIKE RAIN

Our first meeting
was like that moment
when someone feels something
and wonders
“was that a raindrop?”
with no idea
of the storm
that’s about to hit.

THOSE LITTLE WORDS THAT CHANGE EVERYTHING

She is stunning
with a disheveled style,
wears purple glasses,
no ring,
flashes a great smile,
bounces through the crowd
with an athletic way
handing out flyers
for a free concert
this weekend.
I promise myself
that if she comes my way
I will tell her
these little words
that can change everything.

I watch her
move through the people
and don’t care what they are thinking,
then she is in front of me,
smiling,
small hand with flyer outstretched.
I take it and ask her name,
introduce myself
and fulfill my promise
by saying all of those little words
to her.
She keeps smiling.

At the end I ask,
“Do you have a significant other?”
she touches my shoulder,
leans in close
and whispers
those little words
that change everything,

“Of course I do.”

ME, YOU, BOB DYLAN AND THE BOTTLE

for Bill Gainer

Sitting at the bar
I think of you
while listening
to Bob Dylan,
not the, Like a Rolling Stone
or Tangled Up in Blue Dylan
but later, current Dylan–
voice like three packs of cigarettes,
sandpaper and rotten whiskey.
The Dylan that is hard to understand
but can still write lines
like a motherfucker
when you listen closely.

I ordered three fingers
of Bourbon
even though
I don’t drink Bourbon,
but I know you did
on those dark and tense neon nights
of years ago
when you too spoke loud
and clear.

I drank the Bourbon slowly,
looked around at the girls,
paying particular attention
to their shoes
which you like so well.
Dylan sang,
the whiskey burned hard and fast,
the heels were high,
the dresses short
and I thought this might be a long way
of saying
that even though
the times went a-changing,
I think of you
and your voice,
loud and clear.

and that  you too,
still write lines
like a motherfucker.
 Bill Gainer and Todd Cirillo
Our thanks to ex-Grass Valley poet Todd Cirillo for today’s delectable delights. Todd is co-editor and publisher of Six Ft. Swells Press. He continues to run up bar tabs under the neons while flirting with dangerous words like love, lust and longing. Look him up at afterhourspoetry.com or youtube.com. Todd can be found dancing in the second-lines which pass by his home in New Orleans.

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Today’s LittleNip:

There are bigger cities than New Orleans, more beautiful cities than New Orleans, and more important cities than New Orleans but there is no city more interesting than New Orleans.

—James Carville

____________________

 
—Medusa
Todd Cirillo

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2014/07/high-heels-short-dresses.html

 

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APRIL IS NATIONAL POETRY MONTH

 

 

April Is National Poetry Month and it runs a close second to October’s Banned Book Month as my favorite. The memories take me back to the beginnings of Six Ft. Swells Press when I worked at Odyssey Books in Grass Valley. Utah Phillips held court outside of Flour Garden, Gary Snyder always brought his long out of print hard cover books out of the chicken coop  down to the store.  And every Sunday in April, The store would hold poetry readings from local poets and some bigger names as well. Many poems were read about dimensions and crystals and the inner feelings of trees and what makes rivers happy.  But, every so often poems would include words such as whiskey, jukebox, records, New Orleans, Bukowski, Otis, lust, hangovers, passion, redheads, PBR tallboys, fuchsia, fights, blowjobs and pirates.  Uttered from the mouths of Julie Valin, Todd Cirillo, Bill Gainer, Will Staple and myself.  This my friends is where the spark began. the big bang, if you will.
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When some of us asked ourselves, if these are the poems that we like then why not put them out for the masses. For them to consume, get drunk of off and dance on the bar.  April, the thawing of winter.  When drinks and the radio begin to move out onto the porch.  Where soon the sweat will become heavier and the clothes fewer.  It’s no accident that Poetry Month is in April.  It’s the gateway time of year.  The rapping on the chamber door. When Nicholson sticks his head in and says “Here’s Johnny” .  Letting you know that the Winter is gone and the season of Rebirth is upon us and some pirates have showed up, ready to read some poems.

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I too, am a total Sucker…

“Got this fantastic book of poetry today. I must say it couldn’t have arrived at a better time. With all the tears I’ve cried the past few days it was nice to laugh a little. Todd Cirillo totally love this. I’ll be rereading it later tonight with a nice glass of wine or a couple shots of rum or maybe both.
I to am a total sucker.”  –April Barlow, Oklahoma Six Ft. Swells fan

True Testimony from another satisfied sucker!  You all can pick up your New Years copy of Todd Cirillo’s “Sucker’s Paradise” on amazon.com along with all other illicit Six Ft. Swells titles; “The Distance Between” from Julie Valin and “The Coast is Clear” by Matt Amott.  http://www.amazon.com/Suckers-Paradise-after-hours-poetry-Cirillo/dp/0985307528/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1388721444&sr=8-2&keywords=todd+cirillo

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