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HITCHING POST POEMS BEGINNING WITH BASINSKI NAVA FADER B L A Z E V O X [ B O O K S ] Buffalo, New York

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During her tenure as editor of The Dial, Marianne Moore coined the term "conversity" to describe the dialogic nature of poetry. Nava Fader's work skillfully enacts this idea of poem-as-conversation, poem-as-revision-of-received-tradition, offering magnificent lyrics that strike sparks against Mike Basinski's original lines. In doing so, Fader raises compelling and provocative questions about the nature of literary conversity: Where do the boundaries exist between engagement and appropriation? Can the act of creative appropriation empower women as they inhabit a predominantly male tradition? What literature, what conversation doesn't appropriate to some extent? As Fader teases out possible answers to these questions, she offers us beautiful and vibrant soundscapes, poems that crackle, sizzle, and hum.—Kristina Marie Darling, author of Scorched Altar: Selected Poems & Stories 2007-2014Nava Fader’s Hitching Post is a collage of wild horses willingly let loose from the domesticity of language. Fader, who pays tribute to Michael Basinski's Trailers vis-à-vis the titles of her poems, breathes life into voiceless scenes and animates the everyday. Cascading amidst incantations, lullabies, and vows, Fader creates a rare syntactical wonderland, while unleashing the sonic layers of life and poïesis. Her synesthetic craft transforms into a mosaic, a multisensory trail that pieces together the soft, erotic, and sometimes violently lustful. Nothing is tied down to this hitching post – not even Fader, the equestrian – who leaves us with remnants of glopping rhythms and untamed echoes. These poems were written to be sung. —Morani Kornberg-Weiss, author of Dear Darwish In Hitching Post, poet Nava Fader leads us past lines by Michael Basinski by the ear, her lines ringing round each sound, landscape built of syllables urging themselves on, as Fader pushes us poem upon poem to believe against a background in flux. Poems meander as if we've untied the horse, and when Fader's Basinski beginning goes "I listen to the cup / /for echoes tea leaves and footprints," so do we.—Robin Brox, author of Sure ThingNava Fader received her masters’ from UB Poetics Program, writing her thesis on Adrienne Rich. She is the author of All the Jawing Jackdaw (BlazeVox), and several chapbooks. Recent projects include a manuscript of fake translations from Dante’s Inferno, poems from Garcia Lorca, and work with Wikipedia.Book Information:· Paperback: 64 pages
· Binding: Perfect-Bound
· Publisher: BlazeVOX [books] 
· ISBN: 978-1-60964-178-8$16

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HITCHING POST POEMS BEGINNING WITH BASINSKI

NAVA FADER

B L A Z E V O X [ B O O K S ] Buffalo, New York

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Hitching Post by Nava Fader Copyright © 2016 Published by BlazeVOX [books] All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without the publisher’s written permission, except for brief quotations in reviews. Printed in the United States of America Interior design and typesetting by Geoffrey Gatza Cover Art by Nava Lubelski First Edition ISBN: 978-1-60964-178-8 Library of Congress Control Number: 2014935014 BlazeVOX [books] 131 Euclid Ave Kenmore, NY 14217 [email protected]

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as to be forever trying to forget nip at his toes minnowing plod on teatree teeter into clarity rare blossom stilled expectant awaiting exhalation breezes don’t bother sister sunshine melanoma know me unmasked men geiger counting and the area around the toilet to let glare in staredown a cook- off her fine bourbon baby baby ribs locals apronwipe swear by lay out silverwear wetnap nape of her a privilege present whisper whisp where it hides under the umbrella lay out bellyup babyoil on blacktop soot on the petunias take a turn over see if I’m done

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black stars in the even crisp as crepe ash pan hands blackbird arms width windowspeed sweep whispers to and in ovens mittened against and how many might fit life with the gentlest of bears so laughingstock lunassa checkout girl pull me in this here rope tether titer titrate in steps measure vials vanillas hair plait blue willow the smell from the grating onion dust percentages of prognosis forecasting certain weathers to brick by blue- print scope of a plan and position for lakeside strolling umbrella and a small dog ice cream kisses untoward wrought frazzled handscrabble the gates featured prominently iron as ash is

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of boy bones / butterfly fungus finger light forth to milk scum on ponds pale green stiller that maps stirred up dust snap to it cast line to finger things mosses and jam teaport under the old sycamore rivulet asks only press here to open oranges stickyhands welcome thrushes squawk throaty invitations comportment evident in smeary elbows hank of hair obscures and over the eye just so visionary rubber banded wishful telescope half moonscope closed eye shutterbug input of fairy data dandelion seed to morel more elephant hearts open to him alight unlaced in sleeping mirepoix in pockets tasty things leftover bite bits to marvelous chicken pox pointillism mosaic mustache tremolo icon no geo geode geography beat time list slingshot list skinned knee what’s slung over shoulder anything but a burden

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curds curtsey spider girl you sly licked fingers fermen- tation a wheel of cheese tuck under your cap tuck curls tuck in and rucksack call you son see heels and will they violet rain makes pavements press back unfurl or cloak puncture or mintsharp shard essential heel strike break a bottle salt over shoulders sick up and in pinkest rosy ring has seeded some dormancy let you dance a day just bud jist of him breasts rears or rises a buttery fog your laden clotted cream sachet lash sweep it all down stainers string up and strain out tealeaves nose bleeders squint close contortions of hope applied his physic moth drawn out hot cups down the spine

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hem bell bent sinkhole sounds of tinkerbell her twitches in hems of skirts crab- apple scatter cerulean and verde lay lost in tallest treehour shoehorn worms the way into pursed utterance wholly buckled and bloomed swimmingly stains and slow weakened rusts by weeping bled out blooms sicker than yet she will come yesterdays sour milk custard for pulses plums gelatinous as in space heaves hauls humble pie a string knotted look at me I'm captain america over wells volcanically heated sweeties cape swell lullaby lay beckon back forehand members only groundwater grapes globes nothing to spinning

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perch, a pear in heart coiled fishbodies corn rises insufficiency is positional is mineral vegetable animus masquerading midnight tomorrow trippingly shoehorn cinders straddler caraway from feasting in the teeth or of sleep specks from that country hoarders limpet they held salt dear then slow calcification draggerly painted portraits and a show of ankles what’d get you on to noah’s floater wineskin water thinking you might see justice done

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same as spearmint fields wherever she goes brights barbed a green so clean it cuts 3 drops on the handkerchief is her talisman tassel tattoo which opens underground bar doors bouncers bully portals ornamental the old keys singing soured plays a password pitched and unlocks free play in Mortal Kombat lance down for motion control we’ve still got ribs o skeletal knight skull keen in dark sentry to possible assault on human tissue blood and pulp he stands for

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of the bean stalk / mice maids tidier a holy bowl drano down dirtier than thou hostas guide us mazes to finger trail in water wondering fishcold sneezerly uncle don variously captured vaporist time traveler dews guard against passage forest bound traipsing and trampling on her old red hood where bones grow or do not tittering itchy dust springs veiling her girl features hair tucked under cautionary stale glint wanderlust lucky penny planted fatherless child might ascend

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his the alphabet a basket of figs for seed stop shimmer home homage more in the wake of wolves aftershock several miles away brace you make a ball to ward off consummate kisser bears the brunt milk fed pumpkins thrive tip silliest of scales loom large in times not these fortitude against apple pies? bearded caveclaw and not subway station polarity voting booth best softserve dropperful tumor salted rims of margarita glasses he’s sly like that rain is clear and the burn comes later lilting Lilliput mirror mirror bells

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forests wrists and lards in habitually tutti-frutti speckled egg blossoms yellows whipped as butter ribbons to magical maraschino soufflés him down mountain ranges and so and so turnip you dig at in processional fancypants butterfly kick bicycle skinflint in wakes accurately blurred persimmon plasticene make of it what you will all tricked out a shift of hips will float the card house shake it momma at one-eyed Jack bacon drippings measure distance from the kill congeal incorrigible a fine white coat cats choke on grasses dry- heave have time in time

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chasing the monster through the silky woods on crutches on yesterday on wisdom whiplash make for the clearing with your one good eye bound to her by patches of sunlight and bruising simpleton waiting forever by the fence Homespun are still lies barefoot big mouth catfish you never caught over and over bit of her pocket summerstrand woods wanting her like it lick their too long tongue dry trickler step sings wash still not done and making her way

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thick black / butter butterscum cranny churns teeming twitch twice the vitamins pellet it a gold gleam uncork capsule spill its entrails perfidy perfumed puddles are hazards for the smallest boys scabbard undrawn dungeon corpse crazy ungain- ly untidy traipse trails knots with which to make their undoing rappel apple rapunzlelike repugnant the smell your hair on the pillow urn armpit secrets there do multiply

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pretending jam of that love riptide rising rib spreader jam of uncertain places holy holyberry anointed with in his midsummer foliage crackles underfoot and smeary with secrets bloodborne pathogens gain entry via cracked heels take the wrong footpath eventual unweaving granny’s basket preserves cake coin scatter like birds sugared up reflective pool your innocence or eye tame retract talon beak opens for song singers similar lights on palms turned turret turned up pale factionless flag wavers warble tinflute drummerboy wavers behind at borders riders called then travelers called then interlopers bounty hunters knave tinsmith purveyor of jackets insides brought in from elsewhere to intention’s stink furrier tick hitched passage on trappers a good clean kill

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pinned wings of blossoms scabbard pen- cil tips atrophies or if we’d nurtured wingsprout tweeze hand eye coordinates the vast blue unmapped scrabble down recesses yield treasures you must learn to pronounce deviance from and where situated on the continuum genus species are for us divergence systematic infestations pinned as broaches so near our hearts ornamental in the hair corsage shellac your beauties hardspun won latinate philosophia what’s eating us from the inside out