"So Much Synth" by Brenda Shaughnessy - Poetry Book Review - Billimarie Lubiano Robinson, Typewriter Poetry

Time Traveling into a Well-Kept Room

I remember feeling strange, to be in the town but not of the town. I came across Shaughnessy’s Our Andromeda while quietly stacking inventory for Princeton students in need of textbooks. She was a local poet, working with the Princeton MFA’s Emerging Writers series and teaching at Rutgers. Now, returning back to the east coast, to New Jersey, to Newark–it seemed like the perfect time to read Shaughnessy’s newest poetry book, So Much Synth, during the five hour flight from Los Angeles.

"With Ink" by Billimarie Lubiano Robinson - Typewriter Poetry

Typewriter Poem: “With Ink”

Found out my friend Ryan passed away last year. We met at the Canoga Park Art Walk a few years back…I typed him a poem, he showed me his drawings. Young guy. Potential. We stayed in touch, hanging out and talking, reflecting. The last time we talked, he told me he was focusing on recovery.

"Friday the 13th" by Billimarie Lubiano Robinson (eira) - "Everyone's got a number. / You're either lucky / or you're not. Me? / I've been spinning off a dime, drenched / in spontaneous time. Caught the last flight out / of Honolulu. Grabbed howzit's / from people with the best intentions. / All this despite a morning" (Typewriter Poetry)

“Friday The 13th”

On Friday the 13th, I had a very lucky day hitchhiking. A beautiful family picked me up on the side of the road in Lihue, Kaua’i, Hawaii. They even gave me $10 for the bus fare. I left them this original poem underneath the bus bench they dropped me off at…hopefully they received it 🙂 Mahalo!

“MORTICIAN”

An original, spontaneous poem based on the prompt mortician. This one was written for Liz. You can read the other poem I wrote for her here: Hello Tree @mayhem_and_tattoos sent me an awesome photo. He wrote the poem on his gloved hand: MorticianBillimarie Lubiano Robinson They think I study death Read more…

“SEXUAL SAMSARA”

I don’t think anyone has requested a poem about sex until now…which I find kind of surprising! The awesome Charlene wrote yet another wonderful poem on the spot and requested I write a poem on the same subject. Here is the sister poem to her poem (“Sex”). *edit: This was Read more…