Paul Cunningham: Poems & Writing

Poet and translator Johannes Göransson says that instead of watching Midsommar, you should read my translation of Words by Helena Österlund. (You could probably do both.) Check out the book trailer above! OOMPH! Press is distributing Words as 156-page bilingual edition (available to purchase on October 15, 2019). However, if you pre-order the OOMPH! bundle, you’ll not only receive my book in October, but you’ll also receive an instant download of an e-chapbook of Jake Syersak’s translation of Mohammed Khaïr-Eddine‘s FIRST BREATHS. All four books are currently available to pre-order as a bundle offer for $40. The bundle includes: FIRST BREATHS by Mohammed Khaïr-Eddine (Morocco) translated from French by Jake Syersak; Embracing the Sparrow-Wall, or 1 Schumann-Madness by Friederike Mayröcker (Austria) translated from German by Jonathan Larson; Expendables by Emma Villazón (Bolivia) translated from Spanish by Thomas Rothe; and WORDS by Helena Österlund (translated by  me). You can pre-order the bundle now [here]

This is the trailer for my forthcoming translation of Helena Österlund’s WORDS. OOMPH! Press is distributing it is as 156-page bilingual edition (available to purchase on October 15, 2019). However, if you pre-order the OOMPH! bundle, you’ll not only receive my book in October, but you’ll also receive an e-chapbook of Jake Syersak’s translation of Mohammed Khaïr-Eddine‘s FIRST BREATHS as an instant download. All four books are currently available to pre-order as a bundle offer for $30. The bundle includes: FIRST BREATHS by Mohammed Khaïr-Eddine (Morocco) translated from French by Jake Syersak; Embracing the Sparrow-Wall, or 1 Schumann-Madness by Friederike Mayröcker (Austria) translated from German by Jonathan Larson; Expendables by Emma Villazón (Bolivia) translated from Spanish by Thomas Rothe; and WORDS by Helena Österlund (translated by  me). You can pre-order the bundle now [here]

Thank you for following me all these years!

The Wild Boys (2017) Directed by Bertrand Mandico

“Separation can be a terrifying thing.” Dead Ringers (1988) Directed by David Cronenberg

Film color study of Moonlight (2016) Directed by Barry Jenkins

Inferno (1980) Directed by Dario Argento

Love is the Devil: A Portrait of Francis Bacon (1998) Directed by John Maybury

The Secret of Dorian Gray (1970) Directed by Massimo Dallamano

Today my poem "Feast Green and Stained" is part of The Academy of American Poets' "Poem-a-Day" series. My sincerest gratitude to guest editor Don Mee Choi! Thanks also to Francisco Márquez and everyone else involved!

Copies of NOXIOUS are now available from Locker 666 Gallery on the third floor of Lamar Dodd! Grab one before they're gone! 💀

You can click [here] to read the other 25 poems featured in Brook’s Viewfinding

Here’s a digital rendering of a new Sarah E. Brook sculpture called Viewfinding. The sculpture will feature the work of 26 queer poets and it will be installed in Manattan’s Riverside Park this September. One of my poems will be engraved on a translucent color-gradient panel mounted to the bench you see in the above image. For more information about the September opening, click [here]

My students are learning a lot this semester.

Many thanks to June editor James Pate for featuring three poems (and some photographs) from my abandoned mall series in a special "Liminal Spaces" issue of Burning House Press! 

“’Picture me / A field’s eruption / Collared to the city limits / Stomach knoll / Sidewalk cracks / & advancing subsidence / Aberrant growth.’ The foundation of In the House We Built is comprised of lawless ground and whetstone-sharp observations. In her latest book, Prairie M. Faul envisions herself as a building, an assemblage, a network—a life-form. A form-giver living it up in a contorting “home;” a word that sometimes takes at least four seconds to pronounce. Faul’s speaker is coffee-fueled and many limbed; breaking down walls and shattering language—all in an attempt to invent a new one. Stone-hard yet extremely playful, Faul is the exorbitant solo show no gallery space can contain. In fact, space itself is what’s up for debate. Authority, expertise, aesthetic purity. Fuck all that and Adam’s rib. This poet isn’t interested in purity, but pority.” -from my review of prairie m. faul’s In the House We Built