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from "Coyote at the Wheel":
And I get so I want to say something back to all that but I don't know what it is If there's music my gates unhitch and gyrate off into the Milky Way my hips and pelvis become fireflies they say fire they say There's nothing more meaningful to say than this and I say Will you be a body around me? Will you dance with me?
Look, let's face it time is a bust space is a bang and here we lie the scattered pieces falling apples that have rolled to a stop We may spend our entire lives learning how to taste the bruises and swallow them whole
Katie Daley will rock the house with heart and fire, righteous indignation and humor, sweet and stinging poetry to make you think, make you feel, make you embrace your human self, your conscious thought, your own truth. (Syracuse, NY) |
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Since 1999, Katie Daley has been raising a ruckus of goose bumps and exclamations on the performance poetry circuit across the US and Canada. She is a seasoned veteran of four National Poetry Slams, and in 2004, she won third place in the World Competition of the Canadian Wordlympics in Ottawa. Since the summer of 2001, Katie and her inner quintet of characters have been hitting the road on a regular basis to bring Full Blast Alive: Voices from the Ruby Side, her one-woman show of poetic monologues, to various venues around the USA and Canada.
Katie's work has been published in various journals and anthologies, including Seneca Review, Puckerbrush Review, Pudding Magazine, Art Crimes, Take Back the Mic, and Freedom to Speak: National Poetry Slam 2002. She has produced Full Blast Alive: Voices from the Ruby Side, a CD of her show, as well as three chapbooks: Red Hot Mangoes and Voodoo Juice (2000), Coyote at the Wheel (2003) and Venus and the Hitchhikers (2007).
In 2003, Katie received an Individual Artists Fellowship from the Ohio Arts Council, and in 2004, she was the Summer Fellow at the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown, Massachusetts. She is also the recipient of a 2006 Individual Creativity Excellence Award from the Ohio Arts Council. Of all the occupations in the cosmos, she's chosen to be a poet because it's the one that makes her feel the most present and alive. It's her hope that the poems she writes make that feeling as contagious as possible.
Katie suspends judgment and tends to her characters, to her images, and to the moments within her poems,with generous mother-hearted excess. And it makes for glorious listening. (Boston, MA) |
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Do you think your Irish lass character could send me a lock of her hair? (Kent, OH)
I loved your show so much I felt like throwing my underpants on stage. (Las Vegas, NV)
from "Ode to Joy":
Baby my trunk just won't stay shut when I'm with you it's so full of acrobats and otters and the broken-off bottoms of high-heeled dancing shoes And when you put your hand on my thigh daisies sprout up from my kneecaps, baby
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from "A.W.O.L.":
They keep telling us it's a free country now, brother, so let's be free and go AWOL scrape these desert boots from our feet and hobble around down by the blown-out barber shops and cafes where neon signs lie blinking in the rubble and one spiked, high-heeled shoe full of ashes stands all lonely in the square
Katie gave us a wonderfully disturbing evening clouded over with joy and with sheer tear-drooled overwhelment. (Boston, MA) |