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Poetry Reading

Christine Kanownik and Ron Horning


Readings in Contemporary Poetry

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14/03/2017 18:30 14/03/2017 23:45 Europe/London Christine Kanownik and Ron Horning Event DetailsTuesday, March 14, 2017, 6:30 pmDia:Chelsea535 West 22nd Street, 5th FloorNew York City  Free for Dia members; $10 general admission; $6 admission for students and seniors Advance ticket purchases recommended. Tickets are also available for purchase at the door, subject to availability.  Christine KanownikChristine Kanownik is the author of a book of poems titled KING OF PAIN (Monk Books, 2016). Her poetry can or will be found at Fence, Huffington Post, Jubilat, and Poetry Crush, among others. Diez Press published her chapbook We Are Now Beginning to Act Wildly in 2012. She lives and works in New York City.  Ugly RoomMeet me in the ugly room No, the ugly onethat one is fine I mean the one I can't stand to be in Bring an axe This is not a metaphorThis is what I actually want from you If I'm ever going to love againI need you to bring an axe to the ugly roomI need to speak with you directlyabout failure & disappointment since we've both learned to identify things their origins at least Objects can give pleasure holding them at least When you were goneI held everything belonging to you I felt a twinge                                               Ron HorningBorn in Ohio, Ron Horning grew up in Peru and Brazil and, after moving to New York City, worked as a bookshop clerk, a short-order cook, an advertising copywriter, a freelance journalist, and a financial editor and analyst. He lives with his wife, the artist Anna West, in Beacon, New York. His poems have appeared in the New Yorker, Vanitas, and the Hat, and he’s written prose for Aperture, Village Voice, LA Weekly, index, and Brooklyn Rail. From 2001 to 2005 he edited the poetry newsletter I Saw Johnny Yesterday. In 2014, Color Treasury published a trio of poems titled From Philip Drunk to Philip Sober; in 2016, Untitled brought out a collection of three more poems, Blind Date.  InteriorEva lives in one room overlooking a narrow cul de sacnear Union Square, Market Street, the financial district—beyond the other end of Chinatown. And I find the place,so the instructions she gave me at the MDR were good. Upstairs, we drink our tea sitting on the floor, the lackof any furniture except a thin pallet proof of her strictattention to detail, like the pale rose climbing her facewith a soft glow that’s kissable. But she knew I would. After we dress, though, there isn’t quite so much to say,and the hardwood floor lights up as the room darkens.All at once I remember a friend I’m supposed to meet. We’d planned to have dinner. We’ll do that another day.The shine from the floor deepens as the room darkens.We hug goodbye in the alley. I walk out onto the street.     Dia:Chelsea FALSE DD/MM/YYYY Christine Kanownik and Ron Horning