HAARP
A Literary Journal
ISSN 2333-3960
HAARP was a poetry and literary journal, published in a three-issue, limited edition monthly run of 200 risographed copies per issue, at the Berkeley Art Museum & Pacific Film Archive from March through May 2014, as a part of the exhibition The Possible, on behalf of the art collective The SΩMETHING.
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Volume 1, Number 1 March 2014
Featuring new writing & other work by:
James Bradley
Allie Chandler
Ajit Chauhan
Irina Contreras
Wilson Diaz
Casey FitzSimons
Amy Franceschini
Les Gottesman
Brittany Ham
Shaun O’Dell
Clare Rickman
Jennine Scarboro
Jared Schickling
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Volume 1, Number 2 April 2014
Featuring new writing & other work by:
James Bradley
Nicola Buffa
Dominy Clements
Brittany Ham
j/j hastain
Cara Levine
Raphael Noz
Shaun O’Dell
Renny Pritikin
Jared Schickling
Noel Sloboda
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Volume 1, Number 3 May 2014
Featuring new writing & other work by:
James Bradley
Ric Carfagna
Robert M. Detman
Patrick Dunagan
George J. Farrah
Brittany Ham
Simon Perchik
Michael Peters
Matt Shears
Amy Trachtenberg
Karen Van Dyck
Changming Yuan
Omar ZahZah
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HEXAGON PRESS 
You people are delusional. Go strum your harps in a soundproofed box and leave the real poetry to the professionals.
Keep your rude comments to yourself.
What are you doing here? This seems disingenuous to me. http://www.lafovea.org/La_Fovea/penny_o._dartmouth_1.html
If you are referring to my relationship with Penny Dartmouth…let’s just say we had a falling out since that La Fovea invitation. Ever the detective, Scath.
*smirk* *eyebrow raise* *shoulder twitch* *awareness of the frailty of communicado via the net* *sigh*
Esoterically-minded W.B. Yeats could also be perceived as occasionally delusional and he was a Nobel Prize winner, and is still often touted as the best poet in the English language..
For the past six months I’ve been living in a cardboard box in TriBeCa, so I think I know how to spot delusion when I see it.
/ro͞od/ 1. offensively impolite or ill-mannered. 2. roughly made or done; lacking subtlety or sophistication.
I take no offense to either definition. There will come a time when we will all see the necessity of taking the offensive against ivory tower, symbolist, post-structuralist naval-gazers and deployers of insincere sophistry. I am proud to be lacking in sophistication. Poets are not sophisticated. That was Yeats’ problem, too, by the way. Too many ghosts and spectres flying around in his head, and he called this seeing of what is not there “vision.” A poet is an eyeball hooked up to a beating heart, a decidedly UNSOPHISTICATED apparatus for seeing, feeling, and regurgitating. I’ll cut my own head off and serve it up on a platter to the Hierophant of the Physical Universe as a casual gift, a potlatch with pizazz, and in so doing I’ll achieve a synthesis of Salome and John the Baptist, every poet’s true ambition. Then we can talk about delusion and Nobel Prizes.