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“Untitled” (February 13th 2014)

Last week, I gave away free Valentine’s Day love and admiration poetry at the Mid-City farmer’s market.

A huge thanks to Moisés for giving me an amazing box of onionskin typewriter paper last year for my birthday…this was the first time I’ve used it. Love at first feel. The translucent, texturized, fragile essence made for a perfect poem this Valentine’s Day.

Here’s one of many poems I wrote during downtime.

Untitled: February 13th 2014 by billimarie typewriter poetry

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Getting Ready for Artisanal LA: Mass Producing Lines of Poetry

Optimism has been a philosophy that keeps me going when logic just won’t cut it. For all of its pros, looking on the bright side certainly comes with a few cons. For instance, I have decided that I will actively strive not to delude myself with extreme idealism, as I am growing weary of crashing head-first into that solid shape we sometimes refer to as reality.

Artisanal LA is this weekend. Don’t ask me why, but I thought it’d be a swell idea to contribute 1,500 poems for the event gift bags. That’s right. 1,500 original poems. Via typewriter.

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Typewriter Poetry’s Internet Poem (Or, #TyPoInPo)

There’s one experiment I’ve been wanting to try for a while. It comes from being a fan of collaboration, as well as having a deep love of the internet.

Typewriter Poetry has always been a “we” project. In getting back to that, I’m asking anyone who reads this to help create a typewritten Internet Poem–or, as I’m singing saying in my head, #TyPoInPo (Typewriter Poetry Internet Poem!).

How to participate, you ask? All you have to do is create a single line of poetry and upload it to the internet.

TyPoInPo: Your Eyes Tip by billimarie typewriter poetry

Here’s my contribution. #TyPoInPo

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Kindness Bracelets & Jewelry as Poetry

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Spontaneous gift giving is something I do a lot while traveling. Besides poetry, I’ll also gift books, clothes, and jewelry to new friends I’ve made.

I also receive a variety of gifts. I’ve referenced intangible gifts in the past, the ineffable something people have offered me after we’ve created a poem. I don’t really talk about the physical gifts I’ve been given–with the exception of  other poems created for me.

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A Poem For Tiffany the Photographer at the Canoga Park Art Walk

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(Photograph by Erin Stone)

Being amongst other Valley folk is inspirational, especially if you’re at the Canoga Park Art Walk.

No longer held in alleys, we’ve taken over the streets. Artists, vendors, food trucks, and musicians alike are neatly gathered along Owensmouth and Sherman Way as day parts into night. It gives the art walk a festive, open feel rather than a claustrophobic clutter of foot traffic.

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me & thelittleblackcoffeecup

"billimarie #5" by thelittleblackcoffeecup for typewriter poetry

Last week, I got a chance to meet up with The Little Black Coffee Cup. We only knew each other through Twitter, thanks to our mutual philosophy–“substance over stuff,” as she aptly says. We connected over delicious gourmet coffee, then explored the artsy streets of Culver City.

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“Love Lust”

Packing my typewriter, collecting donations, and cleaning my bag out, I was spent for the evening and ready to go home. It hadn’t been too long of a day, but I was tired from sitting on the ground and knew I had a long bus ride ahead of me.

Out from nowhere popped Jesse. With an accent I couldn’t for the life of me place (typical tip of the tongue recognition glitch), he said he’d spotted me putting away my sign and typewriter and wanted to snap a picture. He showed me the candid. Before I knew it, I got to staying, he got to sitting, and we both got to talking.

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Typing along the Santa Monica Promenade

Typewriter Poetry (billimarie) photographs taken by Jeff.

Typewriter Poetry (billimarie) photographs taken by Jeff.

A little while ago, I found the time to do Typewriter Poetry. I was headed to Venice by bus, but got off near the Promenade to refill my water. While walking down an alley, I spotted a mint condition cardboard box. Tore it up, Sharpie’d it down, and ended up settling down near 3rd Street instead.

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