acquainted with your work. How would you describe yourself?
I’d
define myself as a Los Angeles-based, confessional poet who takes photos. I’m
the author of three books of poetry; How I Lost My Virginity To Michael
Cohen & other heart-stab poems (Sybaritic Press, 2014), State of
Grace: The Joshua Elegies (KYSO Flash Press, 2015), and Enter Here,
(KYSO Flash Press, coming in March, 2017). Since 2013 I’ve been published in
over 100 literary magazines and journals, including Rattle, Hobart, and Best
American Poetry, 2016, and in over thirty anthologies. My photos have been
published worldwide, including spreads in River Styx, and the covers of Witness,
Chiron Review, and Heyday Magazine. I’m poetry editor of Cultural
Weekly, where I also publish a monthly photo essay, The Poet’s Eye,
about my on-going love affair with Los Angeles.
Of what accomplishments--as an artist, poet, human being--are you most proud? Are there divisions for you among those parts that make you up? If so, please elaborate.
As
an artist, I am most proud of my work as a documentary photographer. I have
photographed more than 100 Los Angeles poets over the past 4 years. A coffee
table book is in the works! As a poet, my best moments are those of connection
- when someone comes up to me after a reading, and shares a story from their
own life, or tells me my words have moved them. I love to receive emails
from people who share how my poems have landed. As a human, I’m proudest of my
14-year marriage to the finest man I know. And I’d like to think I was a good
mother.
Has there been a thematic or other shift for you in the last year or so, influenced perhaps by the crises inspired by the recent political election and its results? If so, can you cite an example or two that pertains to your work.
I’ve
always been interested in photographing people on the street. When I lived on
the beach, it was a pastime. But when I moved to downtown Los Angeles in 2013,
it became an obsession! My DTLA street photos have been published all over the
world. I especially want to put a human face on the homeless population of my
city. I always ask permission, and pay people for their photographs. When
someone feels they have value, their entire demeanor changes. I’ve always
considered myself “political.” The recent political climate has only made me
more so. I often use sex as a metaphor for power in my poems. Here’s a recent
one, inspired by “he who shall not be named.”
I PREFER PUSSY (
a little city-kitty ditty)
I prefer pussy,
as in cat
as in willow
as in chases a
rat
as in raised on a
pillow.
I prefer pussy,
as in riot
as in foots
as in pussycat
doll
as in
puss-in-boots
I prefer pussy,
as a twat
it is not, nor
is it a beaver,
a clam or a
cleaver.
I prefer pussy to
nookie or gash,
it isn’t a box,
or a cave or a
slash.
I prefer pussy to
snapper
or snatch, far
better
than taco or
slit or
man-catch.
I prefer pussy, ‘though
rosebud’s not
bad,
and muffin sounds
homey,
and cooch makes
me glad.
I prefer pussy,
as in whip
as in flower,
as into it you
slip -
as in I
have the power.
©
Alexis Rhone Fancher, 2016
KYSO Flash Journal 2016
KYSO Flash Journal 2016
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