tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80029112871453039982024-02-06T21:16:49.589-08:00Hombre in the LunaI think I can, I think I canLupe the Poet Méndezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04161457374650968714noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002911287145303998.post-64345063272647704542010-06-26T09:47:00.000-07:002010-06-26T09:47:18.835-07:00How time flies.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So the last time I actually wrote anything akin to a "blog", I had been so busy I had forgotten I had already had created an account and now i have two. BOOOOO. Shows how much I use this thing. Now its been about two years later and I think I can actually work on this and a bit more. Grey hairs aside, life is pretty damn sweet. I have no complaints and as always, life works out in ways you should count as blessings. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I don't know where I am going with this, except to say, expect much more from my website (please visit it later today-www. thepoetmendez.org), this blog, and me. If I have failed you as a friend over the last year, let me make amends. If I have overlooked you, let me apologize. I feel happy for once. Not just content. So let me spread that to some people. See you soon. And on yeah . . . VIVA MEXICO!!!</span><br />
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</span>Lupe the Poet Méndezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04161457374650968714noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002911287145303998.post-49326139785498279562008-06-19T11:57:00.000-07:002008-06-19T12:19:34.775-07:00TWO years ago we had this:<br /><a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/?action=view&current=wordtour.jpg" target="_blank"><img height="719" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/wordtour.jpg" width="533" border="0" /></a><br />and it was amazing. Basically created by Zelene Pineda, Joe B and Stephen Gros, it was a no-brainer.<br />Formula: bus load of local poets + local venues + great poetry = Word Around Town Tour. 2006 was a golden year for all that. I was just getting to get to know Marlon Lizama and Jerome Washington (why the hell i didn't know them before, I dunno, por ser cabron, yo creo), and it was the first time I was running into poets from all over town under one roof!! It was refreshing. It was a chance to meet, mingle , network and share with the crowd a love of poetry and writing with people who felt about the word, the same as I do. And I was embarrassed that I had taken like a 3 year break from doing readings. i must have been crazy.<br /><a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/?action=view&current=wordaroundtown.jpg" target="_blank"><img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/wordaroundtown.jpg" width="600" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The second WAT as just as impressive, if not even more diverse. <a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/?action=view&current=2007wat-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img height="720" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/2007wat-1.jpg" width="557" border="0" /></a>It was more raw, more in your face and surprising. We even had a special guest - Mr. Paul Flores from San Diego. Although I will admit, I had some mis-givings about this tour. It was a little suspect that Paul just kinda showed up on the tour. I remember him from a previous event the year before, but aside from that, no one ever came forward and said that he would be on the tour. It was just a little uncomfortable. He had a show in town with two other poets and it felt like he was using out time to do some free PR. But, it still didn't make a difference. In the end, pride aside, big headed egos deflated (mine included) and we breathed a breathe in between lines and stanzas and spoke of beautiful/ugly images, and the PEOPLE smiled. i came away impressed with Mr. Flores (and every other poet) and once i spoke with him, he mentioned that Houston was gem: It was the only place he knew that had more than 4 poetry spots in town. It was true. You could go see/read poetry every night of the week if wanted. But times do change . . .Lupe the Poet Méndezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04161457374650968714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002911287145303998.post-8069228941078524602008-06-18T11:43:00.000-07:002008-06-18T11:54:40.488-07:00So what the logo means . . .<a href="http://s38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/?action=view&current=lupelogo.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e142/riodelobo/lupelogo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /><br />so this is my first blog. yea me. so i guess I can start on what the whole logo for the site means:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.thepoetmendez.org/">www.thepoetmendez.org</a><br /><br />Saw it? Good.<br />O.k. so, one night, like 5 years ago. I woke up from what felt like an awfully stark pesadilla (nightmare) and in my grawgy state I managed to grab my notebook on the ground and write something so i wouldn't forget it. I fell back to sleep and the next morning, i ended up seeing a pencil drawing of what became the logo . . . weird.<br /><br />You can read into it whatever you want to, but for me, the symbol is only of a man , stuck in the moon. It's me, or an artist or a slacker or any poor hijo de puta trying to figure a way out of something entraping yet equally beautiful. To me it is a symbol of a man forever working on himself, never settling, always evolving. The moon is a stark white canvas, somewhat uncharted, and the guy is on the inside, trying to get out and take a look around himself. . .<br /><br />I am done. Sounds like BS. but well. It's helped me so far. jodate.Lupe the Poet Méndezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04161457374650968714noreply@blogger.com0