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Signed poems, a book and a book plate...

I've written about Tyler Knott more than once on my blog... how I came across his poems, how one poem of his evocatively captured all I needed to say after my recent trips, and how the phrasing in his poems is what gets your attention even though you don't necessarily agree with all that he says. So when I read on his instagram account that he would be visiting New York in November (2014) I was behind my sister and brother in law to attend his book signing event at a Barnes & Noble store. I had to plead, and make deals with them to ensure that they would attend the event. They assured me that they would, but every now and then, they would resort to blackmails and threats. If I said something they didn't like or if I pulled their leg, they would be like... 'do you want your poems signed?'
So anyway, after all the trauma they put me through, they finally did go to meet him and they got my poems signed. Here is the man himself, Tyler Knott Gregson signing a few poems and his book... 
And now that they have come home for the holidays... I finally get my signed poems and the signed book and the signed bookplate. I have to frame the poems now, put them up at home. Thanks guys... Nam and Jude, this is a pretty cool Christmas gift... let's do country singers next.

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Zak said…
The last sentence sounds wrong on more than one level
Karen Xavier said…
You perv...

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