“Good evening and welcome to KFB.” The KFB Warm-Up Welcome. Stephen Collis & Bardia Sinaee meeting for the first time earlier tonight at knife | fork | book.
Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here. Kearney’s prosody is miraculous. Explosive double beats launch the lines or hit the break like a hi-hat. Slant rhymes suggest infinite puns, but Kearney sometimes downshifts from complexity and just cruises around the neighborhood. Formalism as syncopation and signification: I can’t think of another writer as gifted as […]
Set list from last night’s brilliant launch/reading of TRAVIS SHARP’s YES, I AM A CORPSE FLOWER with Special Guest SARAH DOWLING. Thanks to all who attended/celebrated.
a thousand tones of grief, the need for contact… / i’m on a ledge. teetering. trying not to fall. trying to see. / in our garden in our city in our country that will/will not defend us. i stand and listen and cry. / there are so many lights. a thousand flashes against the night’s […]
“…bodies bathed in swirling symbols, colours, light, portals, chakras, vibratory anatomical gardens, circulatory systems, radiance.” This night. Glory be. Thanks to all from San Bernardino to Halifax. KFB ANNUAL HOLIDAY QUEER w/ JOSHUA ESCOBAR JAKE BYRNE ANNICK MACASKILL NOLAN NATASHA JENNA LYN ALBERT JOHN ELIZABETH STINTZI NEIL SURKAN HASAN NAMIR TRAVIS SHARPE SARAH SGRO ERÍN […]
This winter, poet HOA NGUYEN returns to FRED WAH with a pair of writing workshops in support of knife | fork | book “Verse, prose, verse-prose: multi-referential yet playful. It is a book of poetics as poem as reality-expanding creative possibility. In a sequence written across books and forty years, MHT is a poetics of […]
Poets. The heart. The energy. The soul of KFB. NOW ENTERING OUR 5TH YEAR knife | fork | book Poetry. Well-served. Announcing… | ˈfəːtʌɪl | : KFB SUBSCRIPTION SERIES of New + Inventive Ideas | ˈfəːtʌɪl | fertile • producing many new and inventive ideas: her fertile imagination. [OED] Welcome to | ˈfəːtʌɪl | KFB is intensely interested in the new, new forms, ephemera, […]
If we can’t turn this tanker in the canal / and it’s locks from here to the rising sea, / who wants to blow me as the world drowns? NEIL SURKAN “Scratched in a Stall on the Seasong” from THEIR QUEER TENDERNESS
KFB exists because poets do. “POWERED BY POETS.” You, dear poets, readers of poetry, lovers of the book, are what keeps us here. Like you, we continue to re-imagine/find/create new ways to maneuver with/through these days of disquiet and uncertainty. Your ongoing support (through kindnesses, words of encouragement, and subscribing, online sales, patreon/membership) has made […]