Showing posts with label Molly Prosser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Molly Prosser. Show all posts

January 12, 2009

Pittsburgh Poetry Events Jan 12 - 18

Hungry Sphinx Reading Series
Tuesday, Jan 13 @ 8pm
The Sphinx Cafe
401 Atwood St Pittsburgh, PA 15213

The Typewriter Girls Gone Esoteric
feat. Mary Biddinger, Molly Prosser & Elizabeth Carter
Sunday, Jan 18 @ 7:30pm
Your Inner Vagabond
4130 Butler Street Pittsburgh, PA 15201

October 1, 2008

Weave Issue One Preview!

We are very pleased to announce that we have published some sample works from Weave's premier issue on our website. Our contributor list has been updated to include the titles of all pieces being published in issue one. We have included fantastic poetry from both Molly Prosser and Dana Guthrie Martin. For fiction, we do hope you'll enjoy Jack Swenson's piece as much as we do. For artwork, be sure to check out the lovely Nashay Jones and the amazing cover art by Heidi Richardson Evans.

We are so very excited and honored to include all the work of our contributors and we do hope that these samples will whet your appetite for a bigger taste of what's cooking in Weave's first issue. We also hope that if you are considering submitting to Weave for consideration in future issues, that you'll take a gander and these pieces to gain a clearer picture of our aesthetic.

We will soon be open for pre-orders for issue one and will thank you in advance for your support. Be sure to check back - or better yet, sign up for our mailing list or subscribe to our blog (see right side column). That will ensure you have the latest news for all things happening with Weave.

September 15, 2008

Weave Contributors Read This Week!

Two of Weave's first issue contributors will be doing readings this week. We are a little late in announcing the first one, Molly Prosser, who will be reading TONIGHT TUESDAY:

Do you have a love for poetry with a little hookah on the side? Then come to the Sphinx Poetry readings, where local poets share their writing in a comfortable and relaxed setting.

Molly Prosser and Michelle Stoner will be reading. Open mic will follow.

The Sphinx Cafe
401 Atwood St
Pittsburgh, PA 15213

Michelle is also a good friend of ours and we're excited to hear both of them read.

Later this week, Jason Kirin will be reading at Your Inner Vagabond's Poetry Caravan Series:

Your Inner Vagabond discovers its Inner Beatnik as we continue our FREE monthly poetry & literature series on with a poetry reading that will feature Jason Kirin. Following the reading, other poets, writers & artists are invited to take the Vagabond stage to present their work. To be held every Third Thursday in Pittsburgh's most eclectic coffeehouse & performance venue, the Poetry Caravan is a place for new and emerging writers from all literary disciplines to hone & showcase their writings in front of an appreciative & supportive audience. Interested writers should contact YIV to reserve a time-slot. Cost: FREE & BYOB! All Ages.

Your Inner Vagabond
4130 Butler St
Pittsburgh, PA 15201
(412) 683-1623

We hope you can make it out to support the local poetry scene! If you are one of our contributors and you have a reading coming up, feel free to contact us and we'll add it to our calendar and try to include it on our blog.

June 11, 2008

Poetry: Issue One

Molly Prosser

The Battle at Breakfast

Debbie stacks the toast and carefully cuts the pile into four thick strips. I don’t want
butter this morning – I want my soldiers sharp. It’s the first time I’ve waged war with
a soft egg.

Debbie shows me how to decapitate the head, how to firmly hold the egg cup and whack
off the top of the shell, jam my knife into the albumin and disrupt the yolk. Her thick
Glasgow accent pours over the carnage.

Sometimes, she tells me, she chips away at the outside peeling back layers to expose the
soft core, attacking where the egg is exposed and vulnerable.

Slitting my way through the firm white with my first soldier, I slowly probe the yellow
center. He cuts a path that others will follow. The incision widens as one by one my burnt
battalion gradually descends to the center, absorbing the wreckage, erasing
the traces of war.