Written by Teel McClanahan III
(128 pages, (c)2007,
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This book is the second of the poetry journals that I’ve kept with me as I traveled, though unlike Worth 1k — Volume 1, most of the travel was back and forth to work and travel around town and travel into the many depths of depression. There are still some attempts to capture something visual, but by the end of this journal it was clear to me that the bulk of the poems had more to do with my emotional landscape than with the physical landscape stretching out around me.
Rhiannon Hobkirk, someone I met shortly after the paperback edition of this work was put into print, said “This book will make you want to slit your wrists. The poetry itself is fantastic, and if suicidal is the mood you’re looking for, this is the perfect book to help you find it.“ Several other people who read it have said that it made them want to give me a big hug. I count each of these responses as representative of having captured genuine emotion within this volume of poetry. You can read 15 selected poems from this volume in this PDF Preview.
I have also read all the poems from this collection on the Modern Evil Podcast – click here to hear them all.
From the back cover:
Exploring a world where digital photography is ubiquitous and the value of words is diminishing in a sea of noise (and of blogs, videos and photostreams), Worth 1k seeks the other side of the equation describing a picture’s supposed worth. Examining a sometimes mundane daily life (including its pain and loss and longing) through words – not endless streams of words updated and distributed digitally to the world in an instant, but brief snapshots of experience and emotion hand-written and collected over months – this poetry seeks to illuminate what cannot be readily captured by one image or by a thousand images flashing by on a glowing screen, trying create the illusion of life.
Worth 1k is language leveraged.