Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
This 20 pages booklet contains two essays by Todd Moore | dillinger, the coyote, and the wolf & writing dillinger in the eye of the hurricane first issued on outlawpoetry.com in November 2009 and March 2009. moloko + press, c/o Continue reading moloko + | mail art | 3 postcards & 1 booklet ( for todd moore )
Tim Wells, Todd Moore, Niall O’Sullivan. London 2006. I had the honour of hanging out with Todd Moore for a couple of days when he came over to London a few years back. All I really knew of Todd Moore Continue reading niall o’sullivan | on todd moore
The Malpaís Review seeks to expand upon New Mexico’s rich and diverse cultural heritage by bringing together poetry, poetry translation, essays on aspects of poetry from writers around the state, the USA and beyond. The issues will be published quarterly. Continue reading malpais review | volume 1, no. 2, autumn 2010
A Memorial Reading for Todd Moore at the Harwood Art Center, Albuquerque, NM Todd Moore (1937 – 2010) A Memorial Reading Tracklist Disk ONE: 1. Mark Weber, MC 2. Todd Moore 3. Mark Weber 4. Brent Leake 5. 6. Alex Continue reading Todd Moore (1937 – 2010) | A Memorial Reading | Vox Audio
swimming with whales in memory of Todd Moore there’s ever a time for the sea mew’s cry ever a roll to the ocean’s skin always a sleep for the dreams of the dead to sail to the home of all Continue reading milner place | swimming with whales
he lived ghost he lived phantom his fast draw vision his electricity his weave his pages in the dark . . . -Tony Moffeit Please join us for a night of poems, songs, visions, ravens, gun molls, sorcerers & ‘slingers.
I spent the day in Albuquerque beginning the pre-cataloging of his papers. I filled 9 boxes with correspondence & manuscripts. there were letters from Paul Metcalf, Jonathan Williams, Theodore Enslin, Kell Robertson, Tony Moffeit. & thousands of poems handwritten in Continue reading alex gildzen | todd moore's desk
Mugs so it’s a sunny saturday & I’m reading Todd Moore (Dillinger as a pre-Bogart Bogart) & I’m drinking Moka Java from the tan mug with blue lines that got me thru Kent ayems & I’m wondering how the thing Continue reading alex gildzen | mugs
Near Full Moon White-blue print in mid-afternoon talcum-blue sky trees budding daffodils yellow crocus limp and dying tree buds red lewd bulbs bring forth life Todd Moore is dead film noir minimalist poet making lines of blood fire gun shot Continue reading daryl rogers | near full moon | …for todd moore
THE LANGUAGE OF DEATH todd moore died friday, march 12, and after recovering from the devastation of losing a close friend to a sudden death, i couldn’t help but realize the irony of his death at a time when he Continue reading tony moffeit | the language of death