"Thing is / we're still here."

Here, touched by the love of 20 years of friendship and 1 night of new love, is FIELD THEORIES - five -. Thank you for holding it close for me. For us. With love. 

Please share it widely, from our hearts to the worlds. <3

|| movement by keyon gaskin + filmed with Roland Dahwen Wu & Patua Films || 

"Thing is / we're still here."

I can't thank everyone who came out on a cold, rainy, San Francisco night for the debut of FIELD THEORIES - five - I can't imagine a better way to have spent the eve of .... today ... but kicking up so much love. 

Listen up...


Listen up! This is a great day to revisit #WritersResist. If you weren't able to make it, listen to me and Cheryl StrayedSteve AlmondWendy Chin-TannerZahir JanmohamedRene DenfeldCari LunaCooper Lee Bombardier, and Sam Roxas-Chua in Part One of Two here and now on the Dear Sugar Radio Podcast. Stay tuned for Part Two next week featuring Lidia YuknavitchColin Meloy, and Wonderly. It was an honor to witness and express resistance at a crucial moment in our country's history.

history is a hole -- video installation on view now through the end of the month!

Video Installation by Samiya Bashir

January 18th - January 31st

hq Objective's Fortune Gallery

located at 2235 W Burnside St.

Both exhibit and hard copies of readings can be accessed outside the gallery at all hours.
Gallery hours Saturday and Sunday 12-6pm or by appointment.his

feat. contributions from Kalimah Abioto, Samiya Bashir, Roland Dahwen Wu, keyon gaskin, Allie Hankins, Maggie Heath, sidony o'neal, Sharita Towne, Stacey Tran, Takahiro Yamamoto, Lu Yim

Both exhibit and hard copies of readings can be accessed outside the gallery at all hours.
Gallery hours Saturday and Sunday 12-6pm or by appointment.

Commissioned by Physical Education for hqFORTUNE.

Source: http://samiyabashir.com/new-events/ay8j9h6...

FIELD THEORIES - five - debuts at the crossroads

:: Tonight :: San Francisco :: 

If we find ourselves at the crossroads to a changing landscape, then let us create the change of it together. 

FIELD THEORIES - five - debuts in conversation and call up and ritual with poets and artists, change agents and lovers and mothers and dreamers and makers and people and love. Are you here? Wanna be down? Reach out for the 411.

Can't be there in person but want to put some love on the magic pile? Keep watch on this space to see film 5 of 6 after its debut.

We near an end. We close one door. We walk out into a new light. We walk. We make and recognize and honor and are the light.

Don't play yourself. Or, whatever, do.

I've met John Lewis a few times, including when he and Coretta Scott King were some of the few big civil rights figures comfortable going public with their support of various fights against homophobic legislation and cultural poison. I never took a pic with him because that's not my way, but every encounter is burned in my memory (also, lol, not my way). I was so proud to meet him. So proud that he received me in his office on Capitol Hill time and again with such absolute warmth and grace. So proud that his kind and generous staffers kept in touch for years and were always on top of everything -- no question, no drama. So proud to be able to contribute to the work and legacy of this dude who helped make my loud-mouthed life more possible in many ways. So proud and grateful for the eagerness with which he contributed to whatever torch I was trying to carry forward.

He always treated me with warmth, with unquestionable solidarity, and like family from moment one. I'm not here to defend him -- he needs no defense. I'm not here to assure anyone I stand with him because if that's not clear you really don't know me. I'm just here as a reminder that we are human. These people, heroes or villains all, are human beings who make choices about who they're gonna be every single day. I'm just here to say that I've seen this man -- not a myth, but a black man like my father and my grandfather who just would NOT take no shorts for no damned good reason, would not and will by stand by for anyone's riotous dehumanization, for anyone's boundless assault whether rhetorical or physical.

Human. And when you hurt one of us who has stood up time and again and again for all of us, well... you think you've hurt all of us, and you have. A little. But mostly, once again, you've played yourself. Yup. You'll see.

"We are everybody we love. We are / inside them."


|| filmed with Roland Dahwen Wu & Patua Films ||

Together we have reached the close of a long, often beautiful, often difficult year. Somehow Field Theories, Patua Films, and I have also crossed the halfway point with our films with this week's New Orleans debut of FIELD THEORIES #4 of 6. On Thursday night, December 29th, we lit up the Bywater with sound, with light, with the faces of love from the field.

The season continues. My collaborator, Roland, and I chose this month to tune in to love, to community, to support, to connection. To a reminder that, despite all we may fear, we are in these fields together.

This month's video is an absolute love note to us all. I love us. I need us. We need us. I can't wait to hug you all.

"This is our music," -Fred Moten

❤️  Happy New Year. ❤️

**Stay tuned for a new film documenting the debut -- coming soon. And watch out for the San Francisco debut of FIELD THEORIES - five - happening during MLK week!**

Pushcart Prize Nominee!

Many thanks to poetry editor Eunsong Kim, and the entire editorial board of Drunken Boat, for nominating five of my poems from their recent issue #24 for Pushcart Prize!

Nominate poems published in the issue are: "Field theories," "Notions of temperature," "Sometimes in a body," "Sore broken in the place of dragons," and "You don't have to pump the breaks you just gotta keep your eyes on the road," all of which are included in my soon-to-be-published collection, Field Theories

The Pushcart Prize: Best of the Small Presses series, published every year since 1976, is "the most honored literary project in America." Previous Pushcart Prize nominees from Field Theories include "Coronagraphy," the 15-poem sonnet sequence nominated by Poet Lore in 2013.

Saying So Long to 2016 with Sisters, Theories, and Song in New Orleans

This summer, I sat down with beloved friend and art padna Roland Dahwen Wu, of Patua Films, and talked about a dream I wanted to work through. In it were Field Theories in full shapeshift. These poems, this poem, moving through form, leaving it's ink-on-tree self as matter on earth, and taking its place as light through space.

-- and as happens almost effortlessly when Roland and I discuss our dreams, we looked at each other and said YES. And here we are, somehow, halfway through. The fourth short film of six; December's theory, last of the year, is in the can and ready for it's New Orleans debut.

FIELD THEORIES -four- is now. is necessary. Is love embodied. So much beautiful. So much us. So much reminder. So much yes. I am in gratitude to the world, to all of my beloveds who have helped me make these dreams happen, again and again, and to those who have made them with me like Roland and Keyon.

Sometime on or before December 31, 2016, end of the month, end of the year, it's coming. In New Orleans? Come on through. Elsewhere in there world? Stay tuned to how to be there, anywhere. 

Sometimes we need reminders of who we are. Sometimes we make things that remind us. "What is a thing of beauty, if not us?" #gratitude

FIELD THEORIES - four - Ready for its in New Orleans Pop Up Drop!

FIELD THEORIES - four - Ready for its in New Orleans Pop Up Drop!

During the six months leading up to the release of FIELD THEORIES, the poem(s) of it are being reimagined through a new medium: sound+image+light.

Follow along every month as each mini-short is released in a different city across the country: Portland; Los Angeles; Baltimore; New Orleans; San Francisco; and Washington, D.C. Is that where you'll be? Come through and see!

Then don't miss the full stitching of all six mixes into one intergalactic FIELD THEORY just in time for the New York City release of FIELD THEORIES in its ink-on-tree book form.

Catch up here on any films you've missed:

Stay tuned for a heads-up on when/where/how to be down!


:: This Week's Word on the Street ::  

"Field Theories masterminds the “neverhush,” and each poem makes a spectacular event of artful speech that dances on the ridgeline of this brilliant poets’ history, heart, and intellect. And while she cuts to the quick, all swift-witted and informed, what I admire most is Bashir’s dexterous language, how she aligns our bodies to a vernacular sense of ourselves, knowing that the world is more than empty signs and algorithms, and that we need to ever engineer the widest possible love the world has ever seen."

Author of Holding Company, Hoops, and Leaving Saturn


We know we're not arguing about freedom right?

We know we're still arguing about sharecropping and lynching, right?

2016. 1916. 1816.

America continues to offer only a slight difference of optics.‬

There were always black and brown slavers.

There were always white women at the end of one whip while controlling another whip.

There were always a group of us who could pay up a bit to stay sorta out of the fray.

I don't know about you, Dear Reader, but I am REALLY in the mood for a different fight. Our current mess is so old it's rusted.

i bet we can imagine better. I bet we can create better.  

I know we can do better because we're honestly hardly even trying. 

Let's imagine it in our dreams.  

Let's make it with our waking.

Maybe this is all fine with us... 

but maybe it's not -- 



:: This Week's Word on the Street ::

“A lyric scientist at the top of her game, Samiya Bashir explores the emotional and cultural physics of desire, love, loss, family, history, and everyday existence in her new collection Field Theories.

These inventive poems move across a range of psychicscapes, recentering black voices and bodies through blackbody theory and quantum mechanics, backyard meditation and bedroom lament.

Bashir asks and shows with consummate artistry, what are the deep and hidden laws that divide and connect us?”

- John Keene

Author of Counternarratives, Seismosis, and Annotations.  


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Writers Resist: Portland Edition

Image Courtesy Jon Wippich


Sunday, January 15, 2017

6:00pm  8:00pm

Aladdin Theater

Click HERE for tickets!

I hope to see you there!


Join me and "Dear SugarsCheryl StrayedSteve AlmondWendy Chin-TannerZahir JanmohamedCooper Lee-BombardierLidia YuknavitchCari Luna, and more greatness at The Aladdin Theater, from 6pm - 8pm. 

Click here to purchase tickets for a $30 donation here.

On January 15, 2017, writers across the United States and in Europe will come together for Writers Resist, a “re-inauguration” of our shared commitment to the spirit of compassion, equality, free speech, and the fundamental ideals of democracy. Writers Resist events, large and small, will be held in dozens of locations throughout the US and the world.

Writers Resist is a multi-city event organized by writers and activists across the nation seeking to "re-inaugurate" a shared commitment to the spirit of compassion, equality, free speech and the fundamental ideals of democracy.

Here for The Writers Resist, Portland Edition I am excited to join The Sugars, Cheryl Strayed and Steve Almond, Wendy Chin-Tanner, Rene Denfeld, Zahir Janmohamed, Cooper Lee Bombardier, Cari Luna, Sam Roxas-Chua and Lidia Yuknavitch, plus, music from Colin Meloy of The Decemberists, Wonderly and Angela Freeman. They'll also be taking your questions about how to move forward as a nation during this time of tremendous division and uncertainty.

Tickets available HERE.

Friday FIELD Notes!

The season is changing. It's bringing all manner of madness to the surface with it. Let's have at least one day to receive a little dollop of poetic love.

Introducing: Friday Field Notes, a weekly multimedia poetry lovebomb.

Sign up in the sidebar to the right, and click through the image below to check out the first issue!

New work in Drunken Boat's Winter Issue (No. 24)

Thanks to Eunsong Kim and the editors at Drunken Boat for including my work in their newest issue. I am proud to have the title poem from my forthcoming collection, FIELD THEORIES, as well as a few other poems alongside all of the great work included.

sold for poker chips
left cold left thawed left
bent into the yawp
ass up
let be
let air

Click here to read the rest of "Field theories" along with the following poems -- "Notions of temperature," "Sometimes in a body," "Sore broken in the place of dragons," and "You don't have to pump the breaks you just gotta keep your eyes on the road" -- in Drunken Boat 24.

If ever there were a time for poetry, this is it. As Eunsong wrote in her editorial for the issue:

White liberalism and fascism is quick to commodify the use value and deploy the weaponization of poetry and language: theirs is a “furniture without memories.” The poems for the 24th issue of Drunken Boat present the stakes of “furniture without memories”—which is Toni Morrison's phrase. 
The poems here navigate and narrate hopeless tasks, impractical gestures and provoke unimaginable relations: these are not poems in volunteer service of better statehood or diplomacy—too many of these have been published and circulated so enough already.
Memory building, memory labors, memory frames, memory vehicles memory circles memory gatherings tending to memories presented here. 
Eunsong Kim
Poetry Editor
November, 2016

For those who think Islamophobia only impact Muslims, or hijabi women, pay attention.

First things first, I AM Muslim according to them. My family, my name makes the claim. Ask European Jews if anyone asked when they'd last been to synagogue before pinning on that star. Doesn't matter. And even if the other side (still not me) is Christian, we're still black so there's no pretending any reprieve from fear and hate exists on any end of the gene pool. Of the body pool.

All of my "racially ambiguous" looking friends know this too. All of my Latinx peeps who "look Arab," all of my actually Arab peeps, Asians, blacks, no need to list because all of us are screwed hwre. Even you dear white reader. Screwed, just perhaps a bit more slowly.

And I'm not particularly interested in selling out my religious family (or anyone's) for my own lack of religious practice to gain some semblance of security. We should all be safe. We should all be treated with dignity. We are all beautifully human.


I have to be loud and clear here. Because screw this. "They" come for every single thing I am--separately and together--every time. Even when all it is is human. Human is enough. 

I will not break into pieces.

I will alloy into platinum.

Blind them all with shine.