Fotos from France. Read the story in the Noise.
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Mark your calendars now for 7:30 PM, WEDNESDAY, JULY 26th. LOGAN PHILLIPS
has announced his last poetry performance in the U.S. this year: Logan is
coming to ZOE’S KITCHEN in Phoenix!
In addition to Logan, our local artists will speak! If you want to read two
original poems for the chance to win cash and prizes, sign-ups [...]

I have finally been able to post some of the fotos from the español swing of el viaje: foto españa. Let me know what you think.
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The third in my series of articles for The Noise.
“Many a sudden change takes place on an unlikely day.” —Old Irish saying
We arrive in Dublin on National Day of the Sunburn, the sun burning bright and strong on the old streets. Blokes with pink faces and red chests strut the wide sidewalks of O’Connell, carrying [...]

Paris, France
I performed at the Paris Poetry Slam. The French are gracious and know more English than Americans know French. In other news, doesn’t it seem like neanderthals really loved camping? We start moving west again soon. I’m performing in Phoenix on the 26th, info on the shows page. Here are some poems. In English.
Paris [...]

paris, france
broke in a great city
national day of hangover after worldcup loss (header to the chest)
sporatic violence and fire
sher ner pall pah fransays
in good health, lots of ink
even this keyboard speaks french
home soon
ps; if you are paris julie slamcoach… email me
pps; even if not, email me

Barcelona, Catalunya
From an email I just wrote to my wonderful friend Melinda:
The night of that game [Brasil v. France], the Catalans in here in Barcelona put up with more pro-France frollicking than I imagine they ever have. Throngs in the streets, bouncing and screaming France songs, climbing statues and monuments and draping them in the [...]

The second in my series of articles for The Noise can be found here, on their newly-redesigned website.
We get on the bus before the sun gets on the earth. It’s 4:15am in the dusty Guatemalan city of Santa Elena in El Petén, best known as the service city for the Tikal ruins tourist trade. The [...]

News just reached me in España that one of my mentors, the Flagstaff-based poet Jim Simmerman, passed away a few weeks ago. He had been ill and in pain for quite some time and took his own life.
I took several classes from him during my time in Flagstaff, he’s the one responisble for introducing [...]