THE TYPEWRITER PROJECT

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

I luv yoU all... I hate you aLL.. all that we are.. all they we can be...what we've becomew ... what ds shall vo l come from this Love? This Hate..U are me..

I am You. let's do this. passion...i love US... I hate what we've done with what we've been given Stilll looking forward to what's to vome, but boy am i scared...

i shouldn't be...or should I?

this way of expressing my thoughts at this very momebt... way cool.. thank Thank you TSP!! cheerz!!!

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

theo likes soccerAnd on the stormy night, Theo kicked the soccer ball so hard, after hearing the shot, it flew out of the park never to be seen again.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

i Have a dog named Riku, he is my best frined.And to think i called him a dog.

I have a best friend,

called riku.

he is a man among men.

my love of riku...^/!%/@)!%

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

Writing likthisOhh, a machine!!

i o i once han a do

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

it was a dark and stormy night suddenly a shot rang out

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

hello my name is declan. happy birthday to the awesome most best man in the world, thomas. your the man.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

Edund Sterling chamberlain The 5.Is named aftr my grat grampa ,

pokkemo,n.

bke nebotfttom

bigbkene

pekcho.

theiskopputris70yersuold

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

devin is the best person in the world.

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

justin pena i went to the Harlem Merm in Central park Marta and Win t fishing i caught a Bass

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

flaah ba flash back to the past. rainy day today like a rainy day any daywhy does is love hurt so bad and good at the same time

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

pretty cool lets try again i cant believe im typing on a typewriter...pretty cool!!!*-nessa 6?115?

lemonlimeprodutions 8st!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

Dear Mom,My little brother came out today and now he gets all the baba.

he is very cute and cries alot. when are you and grandpa coming to visit?

love, Matilda PS I meant to write "dear grandma" , lkjhklooiujhgfffllllnkkiroses

rose jacob

ja COb

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

in th steps to findin ststeps to finding your sucesses

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

hi my name is tristan when i got here there was a crazy man yelling at mi amigo Renzo .But i wasnt goint to let my firend take that type of shitviviva la reveloution - Corson

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

tests andrenzo renzo Reeneo castrucci

The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15 The Poetry Society of New York 6/15/15

put into my soul with every breath, with every second wasted on thefirst chapter of my live. growing up in the belly of the urban beast . the second you enter schoool your bound and obligated to study and deal with annoyance and complains of teachers and classmates. tests and exams and forced into subservencefor eighteen years

The Poetry Society of New York 1/23/15 The Poetry Society of New York 1/23/15

The Typewriter Project @ Story

you know, she said

i was not going to drink

in January I did though.

That one day, I drank a lot.

It*s true, it is something

that has been true for ages

All we can say is that there

are mountains somewhere off

to the west, we will continue

to drink

and someday we will touch

those rocks.

____

The importance of being

well

cannot be overemphasized

I diminish it

with my fingers

every stroke

of the cat i feel better

it*s amazing the way

things take a turn

and the people

are suddenly kind

i know your name

i named you

do you know mine?

_______

something

was told

it was

winter

_______

Even if you know you cannot

resist that particular tempationn

try.

My dear nothi ng could be more

crucial in this life than

to resist what there is to

be resisted.

try yourself, try so so hard

there is 'nt much more to it than

that. there just isn*t.

_____

So it*s simple it*s not about

changing everything or yourself

really, it is just about seeing

things in a slightly different

light.

There is a quality of light

in winter, something soft to the

sound of traffic

of doors opening and closing

and footsteps, and maybe

if we are really truly blessed,

to the way this life feels

and maybe if we just push this particullar

spirit less often towrd ourcenter,

we will feel the difference

and when , finally we feel that difference

maybe then we will be.

______

in the MOMA there is

a film of a dog running. it

becomes a bright wall of sound.

alan says he hates modern art.

we're drinking coffee. hate isn't

the word i'd use to describe a blue

square or the end of a long

wall of light * the dog, the grass

and people along the corridor,

(corridor). alan says he

likes the dog. but nothing else.

he likes the dog because

nobody thought of him first.

______

physically and emotionally

burly

That*s not me

Strength is not the

answer when the question

is, where is the end of the

world and what can you

find

there

always water

always power

_______

backwards and upsidedown

i will dance , light_filled drinking orange juice

in the mission.

there will be nights

of guitars and bourbon.

every weekend, a holiday.

i want laughter

and heartache. i want to be

twenty-three and still relish

in the whiteness of morning.

i want to wrap myself in

the oak panels of a bar

and sing all my electric

words until they are sizzling

veins. i*ll be your darling

on the hilltop. let me

tumble upside down and backwards

into

this

_____

hello my name

In my first

poetry class

with

david ignatow

he told me

to write

a poem

about

my parents

saying

you can be

honest

about

your

parents

you

can

honest about

anything>

this was because

i had no

real poems of my own

only imitations

that i wrote from

kenneth koch*s class

so i wrote

and

read

and the other

poetry writers

listened

and we talked

and Mr. Ignatow

was moved

to give

the assignment to

the entire class

the end

by Frank Ballabio

xoxoxo

______

Everyone wants to be better

no one wants to be good

you sit before a piece

of text you sit before

a set of drums you sit

like a buuddha so

goddamn happy you could

sing or starve

_____

Who needs resolutions when

there is the future to

live, bicoastal

i made goals Id

told him I*d be bicoastal

one day I aspire

to not be in debt

he told me he was the vp

of some startup his name was blue

what a name love

is a circle

two venn diagrams

going back and forth

_____

Periods of

control

That*s the point

caffeine alcohol

That*s the point

_____

... always knew it was going

to go that way,

Beyonc* kept coming up and you

somehow in the sky behind

the clouds decided that maybe

the best thing for us to do

would be to grow feathers,

to wake up tomorrow as birds

so we could fly all the way

up there. so high that we

could see everything clearly.

The Poetry Society of New York 1/19/15 The Poetry Society of New York 1/19/15

The Typewriter Project 2.0

The Typewriter Project returns at STORY tomorrow night, 1/20 at 7pm!

The Poetry Society of New York 8/2/14 The Poetry Society of New York 8/2/14

The Fourth Annual New York City Poetry Festival on Governors Island