{"id":2103,"date":"2013-02-08T03:56:36","date_gmt":"2013-02-08T03:56:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2103"},"modified":"2013-02-09T17:30:56","modified_gmt":"2013-02-09T17:30:56","slug":"alan-britt213","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/alan-britt213\/","title":{"rendered":"Alan Britt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>3 STARS<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>We ascend the snowy crest<br \/>\nlike professional climbers.<\/p>\n<p>A rope slips;<br \/>\nphilosophers cringe.<\/p>\n<p>Politicians<br \/>\npanic.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s time,<br \/>\nsays the owl<br \/>\nwearing ripped t-shirt<br \/>\nwith thighs to rival any Thanksgiving turkey.<\/p>\n<p>Harmonica<br \/>\nruptures<br \/>\n88-year-old<br \/>\nman awaiting<br \/>\nGreyhound bus,<br \/>\nBrooklyn, 1956.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll give you 1 star<br \/>\nfor showing up.<\/p>\n<p>And 2 more<br \/>\nif you promise<br \/>\nto spread some straw<br \/>\nacross my grave<br \/>\nnext November.<\/p>\n<p>Alan Britt&#8217;s interview at The Library of Congress for The Poet and the Poem (http:\/\/www.loc.gov\/poetry\/poetpoem.html#alan-britt) appeared on Pacifica Radio http:\/\/www.pacifica.org\/index.php in January 2013. His interview with Minnesota Review is up at http:\/\/minnesotareview.wordpress.com\/. He read poems at the World Trade Center\/Tribute WTC Visitor Center in Manhattan\/NYC, April 2012, at the We Are You Project (WeAreYouProject.Org) Wilmer Jennings Gallery, East Village\/NYC, April 2012, and at New Jersey City University&#8217;s Ten Year 9\/11 Commemoration in Jersey City, NJ, September 2011. His poem, &#8220;September 11, 2001,&#8221; appeared in International Gallerie: Poetry in Art\/Art in Poetry Issue, v13 No.2 (India): 2011. His recent books are Alone with the Terrible Universe (2011), Greatest Hits (2010), Hurricane (2010), Vegetable Love (2009), Vermilion (2006), Infinite Days (2003), Amnesia Tango (1998) and Bodies of Lightning (1995). The Poetry Library (www.poetrymagazines.org.uk) providing a free access digital library of 20th &amp; 21st century English poetry magazines with the aim of preserving them for the future has included Britt\u2019s work published in Fire (UK) in their project. Britt\u2019s work also appears in the new anthologies, The Robin Hood Book: Poets in Support of the Robin Hood Tax, by Caparison, United Kingdom, 2012, American Poets Against the War, Metropolitan Arts Press, Chicago\/Athens\/Dublin, 2009 and Vapor transatl\u00e1ntico (Transatlantic Steamer), a bi-lingual anthology of Latin American and North American poets, Hofstra University Press\/Fondo de Cultura Econ\u00f3mica de Mexico\/Universidad Nacional Mayor de San Marcos de Peru, 2008. Readings &amp; Presentations: Panel Chair for Poetry Studies &amp; Creative Poetry for the PCA\/ACA Conference 2008 in Boston, Ramapo College in Mahwah, NJ (2009 &amp; 2012), the WPA Gallery\/Ward-Pound Ridge Reservation in Cross River, NY (2008), Ultra Violet Studio, Chelsea\/NYC (2008 &amp; 2009), White Marsh Library, Baltimore (2011 &amp; 2012), Enoch Pratt Free Library (Canton Branch) Baltimore (2011), Pedestal Magazine Reading at the Writers Center, Bethesda, MD (2012). Alan currently teaches English\/Creative Writing at Towson University and lives in Reisterstown, Maryland with his wife, daughter, two Bouviers des Flandres, one Bichon Frise and two formerly feral cats.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>3 STARS We ascend the snowy crest like professional climbers. A rope slips; philosophers cringe. Politicians panic. It\u2019s time, says the owl wearing ripped t-shirt with thighs to rival any Thanksgiving turkey. 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