Tag Archives: poem

GuerrillaReads No. 93: Norman Molesko

Norman Molesko is LA’s own “young oldie” poet. He’s an ambassador for seniors, and he’s currently working his second-half-of-life-career in the Senior-Advocacy-Through-Poetry-Program (SATPP), in partnership with the Los Angeles Poet Society.

True to form, Molesko read his poetry at the 2015 LitCrawl in Los Angeles at the NoHo Red Line Metro stop. Think you can keep up with this guy? Go ahead, give it a try!

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GuerrillaReads No. 92: Juan Cardenas

The Los Angeles Poet Society was out in force at the 2015 LitCrawl in Los Angeles. They read and recited their poetry at the North Hollywood red line Metro station. GuerrillaReads caught Juan Cardenas on camera while we were there.

Cardenas is a poet, drummer and classically trained flautist, as well as a bilingual educator with California Poets in the Schools. He was born in Leon, Guanajuato, Mexico, crossed the desert with his family at the young age of 10, and was raised in the north San Fernando Valley. Here he reads a poem about his first-hand experiences, Border Truth Number 170.

Look for guerrilla readings from three more LAPS poets at the LitCrawl – coming soon!

GuerrillaReads No. 91: Ifalade TaShia Asanti

Ifalade TaShia Asanti is a poet, performer and seer. In her poem, Sistah I Sing For You, she writes

i drum at sunrise for the common ancestors that walk with us
for the garbage in our oceans
wombs of broken glass
trust crushed in seas of betrayal

GuerrillaReads caught up with Asanti at LA’s first ever Blk Grrrl Book Fair where she did a guerrilla reading of her poem The Oracle. Learn more about her on her website.

GuerrillaReads No.26

Native Angeleno Melinda Palacio is a poet and novelist.  Here she reads three poems from Folsom Lockdown, which won the Kulupi Press Sense of Place award.

Melinda recently described the back story behind Folsom Lockdown:

Earlier this year, in January, my sister Emily convinced me to accompany her on a difficult journey, visiting our father in Folsom Prison…. I didn’t realize the importance of this visit until weeks after I had arrived home. One day a downpour of poems kept my pen flowing. I wrote twelve poems about the experience over a weekend. My friend Susan read some of the poems and was the first to announce that I had a chapbook, and a good one. Keep writing more of those poems, Melinda, were her words to me.

GuerrillaReads No. 11

Poet Jessica Wilson is part of Soap Box Poetry. They take poetry to the Venice Beach Boardwalk every month. Watch her read one poem and build another off the cuff.

Click here if you don’t see the embedded video above.

All poets are welcome at Soap Box Poetry. Look for them near the Sidewalk Cafe on Sundays. Or see them on YouTube.

Happy National Poetry Month!