The month of April is National Poetry Month! I’ve mentioned it before, as I’ve participated in that month-long poetry writing challenge for the past two years. With that in mind, I sought out to read poetry collections this month! I didn’t fare so well. I read two poetry collections that I loved, and didn’t end up finding two more poetry collections to read for this month. Instead, I “read” (Audible) a series of personal essays by a slam poet author-turned-musician, and started another collection of feminist essays on modern interpretations of women in the media. As of this morning I was still “reading” the latter two, but I’ll only be proceeding with one. Read on for the why:
1. Inquire Within by IN-Q. I first discovered In-Q (a stage/pen name, real name Adam Schmalholz) on an episode of the new-age podcast I follow, “Your Own Magic.” While on the podcast he recited a few of his poems and I truly loved his rhythm, so I started looking for other performances of his work. Not only has he done several Ted Talks’ worth of poetry, but he’s an accomplished songwriter and has written a few bangers of my generation (chief among them being “Love You Like a Love Song” by Selena Gomez!). Inquire Within is his first published book of works, and was only released at the end of last month. I got the book on Audible, because again, I love his performance style! He approaches his subjects with honesty, and a lot of his poems are autobiographical and based on stories in his life. A few of his poems that I liked from this collection were “For Mom,” “Say Yes,” “Bipartisan,” and “Silence.” My favorite was “Forgiveness,” which was a piece about getting a tattoo inspired by his Jewish upbringing. Delicious plot twist.
Here’s one of his Ted Talks:
2. Egghead: Or, You Can’t Survive on Ideas Alone by Bo Burnham. I think most people my age know, respect, and love Bo Burnham. He was one of the first people to share his “art” on Youtube, only to then make it past the home screens onto Comedy Central, HBO, a few Netflix specials, and writing/directing a critically acclaimed coming-of-age film that honestly nailed the nightmarish pubescent experience. Of course, what can be expected from the guy who sat on a keyboard in his tiny childhood bedroom room, lamenting that his whole family thinks he’s gay? In 2013 he published Egghead, which included several poems that were featured in his stand-up routine around the same time. I finally sat down and read it all in one sitting this past month, and I loved it. Bo’s last comedy special came out in 2016, and it’s still uncertain if he will ever do stand-up again (he’s said that performing live gave him terrible anxiety). He has a special place in my heart and I think/hope that his fans love and appreciate him enough to want more, but not ask for it. There was a movie that was set to come out last month called Promising Young Woman, and he was set to co-star in it. It got pulled from theatres because of COVID-19, but I hope it circles back around later this year. Bo aside, it looked like it was going to be an awesome movie (potentially even a new favorite for me). Anyway, I loved Bo, and his poetry collection made me smile a lot. A few of my favorites from this collection were “Him,” “Different,” and “Letter.” I think my favorite was “Listen.”
Here’s some of his poetry from the book that he used in his stand-up:
3. You Play the Girl: On Playboy Bunnies, Stepford Wives, Train Wrecks, & Other Mixed Messages by Carina Chocano. This is a manifesto on how women are gaslighted, manipulated, and depicted in and by mass media. It dissects (through some personal anecdotes) famous depictions of women, ranging from the eponymous Stepford Wives to Samantha Stephens from “Bewitched.” I think this one is going to take me some time to finish. Each essay feels long, even if it’s maybe five pages. I think it’s just because the subject matter is draining. Women deserve more, and while scared/entitled men may disagree, women are often sabotaged by other women! What the heck, ladies? All I wanted was for Margaery, Danerys, and Sansa to team up with Arya to defeat Cersei Lannister. And what I got was… not that. We could’ve had it ALL, dangit. I DIGRESS. I might just do two essays a week and see where that takes me. If I proceed in that way, once I finish, I will come back and discuss it more at length.
4. Keeping This Mum by Undisclosed Artist. I wouldn’t say I’m gutless, but I avoid speaking out of turn. I found Undisclosed Artist in a recommended TedTalk list and to be honest, I loved it. I found that he was an accomplished slam poet, and had a series of essays published that featured the praise of a composer I admire on the cover. This composer admired this artist so much that they had collaborated on a track together. Undisclosed Artist is now a rapper that was set to tour this spring, but the tour got cancelled because of Covid. Anyway, I decided that, similarly to IN-Q, I would download the Audible of Undisclosed Artist’s essay collection/memoir, because I enjoyed his diction. While listening to his stories, I started getting a weird vibe from him. I don’t want to say “pretentious,” because I don’t think that’s right, but it’s close. That said, something about the stories he told, and the way he told them, had me thinking that he was kind of a creep. A certain kind of creep that goes after girls, not women, and likes/has to be the smarter person in the relationship. The kind that wouldn’t necessarily be surprising to become a professor that sleeps with his students because they’re consenting adults and it’s not illegal, so who cares?
I know nothing about this guy, and for all I know, I could meet him one day and he could be a truly compassionate, intelligent, and respectable man. I would hate to form (or at least, form publicly) this opinion of him as a shady character. I have no evidence to suggest that he’s a shady person in real life, so I’d prefer to keep his name out of my mouth. I hope that my intuition is in overdrive, because the world could use another intelligent man with good choice of words.
This month contains Star Wars Day (May the Fourth, like “May the Fourth be With You”). Between “The Clone Wars” being Aaron’s favorite show right now, all nine films in the Skywalker Saga being released on Disney Plus on Monday, and my desire to buy a lightsaber, I’m really vibing on Star Wars right now. As such, my intention is to read several Star Wars novels this month (including Carrie Fisher’s memoir from her time filming Star Wars. Rest in peace, my cinnamon bun icon). I think the reason that I had trouble reading four books in a month the past two months was because the nonfiction subject matter bummed me out and drained my desire to continue. Maybe I could use a break from the nonfiction and self help and switch gears to some fiction. With that in mind, may the force be with me!

















