Showing posts with label DEMONSTRA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DEMONSTRA. Show all posts

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Canon of Cthulhu


I recently discovered I have my own official reference code, WT10, when people are citing my short story, "What Hides, What Returns," in the Cthulhu Mythos in Wikipedia. Yes, that and a cup of coffee get you a cup of coffee, but it's nice to know my work -is- seriously considered part of the mythos.

I hope it won't be too long before the contributions to the Mythos found in DEMONSTRA get cataloged. There I introduced the Laotian Great Old Ones like Gop Nyai, the Frog Who Devours Moons, and Nyar Thep, an avatar of Nyarlathotep. Other elements include the text of the Ktulu Jataka, and the Tao Yaomo Ching, and Phra Bok, who brings doom to New Sarnath. But we'll see where it all goes. In the meantime, I'm happy enough people felt the work in "What Hides, What returns," merited a reference code throughout Wikipedia. WT10 it is!

Friday, March 07, 2014

[Poem] What the Guide Said


“Because I don’t really
Want you looking for it,
I’m going to call it
Phou Phi Jai Dam.
It’s not poetry, but
You can tell your readers
‘Peak of the Black-Hearted Ghosts.’

“It’s up to you to decide
If I’m whispering of Bokeo hill spirits
Or Phonsavan poltergeists bumping at night.
Maybe it’s near the Demon Straits or Phou Pha Thi,
But for you safety, I recommend you leave it be.”

“Maybe you can give it a dull name like K2
As Americans are so wont to do.
That mountain will still be here
Long after you’re gone.
Call it what you will.”

“There you might find nubile Nyakinee
Dancing the true Fon Nyak to an indecent tune,
Plucking horrible fruit forbidden for humans,
Adorned in putrid garlands of despair and folly,
Wearing a hungry sinh fashioned from
A vain humans’ hair and skin.”

“If no one’s watching, you can pilfer rare variations
Of the midnight horror, oroxylum indicum,
To replace crimson Nak tongue beans you need for
A brew of immortality, memorable for its stench
Of obscene, prediluvian milk perversely infused
With scales of the drowned and beautiful eyes.”

“But be precise in your measures, or everything
Simply comes to suffering.
Again. “

"If they catch you, they'll press your skull
Easily as a cold olive for a pitiless vinaigrette.
Or flay you for a hellhorse saddle.”

He chuckles, old smoke made man,
“If you absolutely insist on seeking,
You might get your perilous bearings
Looking from the snaggle-toothed outskirts
Of Muang Phi Lao and her profane pillars
Of devoured yesterdays, wailing of severed roads.”

He peddles away with a cryptic wink,
Hair slick as a corpse ink shot
From the Never Seen Again Bar.

High above, a stray cosmic hound’s maw widens,
Foaming with nameless stars.




Sunday, March 02, 2014

Happy birthday, King Kong!


Today marks the 81st anniversary since the movie King Kong first appeared and changed horror cinema forever.

I found it interesting that there's so little material that takes up the challenge of King Kong vs. Cthulhu. Godzilla vs. Cthulhu certainly. But few people entertain the possibility of an encounter between the residents of Skull Island and the non-Euclidian island city of R'lyeh.

Would King Kong be outmatched against the Great Old One? Certainly. But so were the humans on the boat in Lovecraft's classic story, and many of them turned out... well, fine is a relative term, I suppose.

Some might expect my interest in King Kong also includes his disputed battle with the Japanese kaiju, Godzilla. For years the rumor was that in the Japanese version, Godzilla won, but in the American version, King Kong won, but the truth is that a careful watching shows it was fought to a standstill. This does come into play in the way I handle several of my poems from a Lao American perspective.

But another more significant literary influence for me was the way author Graham Greene used King Kong as a motif in his book The Captain and the Enemy. This novella was an unusual part of Green's output, but when you read through it, the closing lines of "What or who is King Kong?" is absolutely haunting.


King Kong makes a few appearances in my book DEMONSTRA, including a sequence in "The Dream Highway of Ms. Mannivongsa," where we ask if he might have been a contemporary of the monkey warrior general Hanuman during the battle against the Nyaks at Lanka during the epic of Phra Lak Phra Lam:

XI.

Rats live on no evil star:
Good luck in China, pests in New York,
Especially in the walls.

Last time in the city, some sleazy Hee-Haw reject
Was threatening to take his Texas time with her,
“Every way but wrong,” arrayed in tacky rhinestones. 

When she’s awake, magic doesn’t usually work right,
But sometimes, karma lends a hand or calls a cab
Conveniently.

A poet friend, back from practicing
His mad science in Imperial City,
Had a day off and went to an aquarium,
Marveling at dolphins and Jiang Kui,
Wondering if we’re evolved remoras, secretly.

At night she never goes without her six-demon bag
She found for a steal in Little China, ten times more handy
Than crappy designer knockoffs her friends tote absurdly.

Doc Ratsabout asks in the shadow of Lady Liberty:
“Was King Kong secretly a Vanon veteran?
A sulking simian sword-saint
Who somehow survived
The savage siege of Lanka
With the honored hero Hanoumane,
Living out the last of his modest pension
Pent up on Skull Island?”

Yank someone from his home
Just for a sideshow, you can’t expect
Everything will be dandy.

She debates which souvenirs to get her niece in Modesto.
The official Trippy Master Monchichi, or Hello, Piggy?
A rare copy of It Ain’t Truth If It Doesn’t Hurt, maybe?

Wayward Wah-Ming would know,
But she’s always busy in a library
Or off wandering a street of albino crocodiles.

That’s the persistent problem with this city:
Who ya gonna call?

Her cousin Noy is right: Some have an angel heart.
But those were usually in a jar on their desk, waiting
For the girl of
Their dreams.

How could she ever live here, when it was so hard
To find a decent bowl of kowpoon?



Sunday, February 23, 2014

[Poem] Swallowing the Moon


Some see an anonymous man or a thief of sheep.
Some a goddess like Hina-i-ka-malama or Chang’e.
Perhaps a princess of rabbits or a magician’s jealous head,
Her face painted with bells.
Cain.
A criminal from the Book of Numbers.
A cook. A witch. A home for the dead among those stones.

A zoo hungers
With bellies for cosmic lights:
Nak, lung, serpentine Bakunawa.
Wolves, frogs and old gods seeking a bite!

We chase with fireworks, bold arrows, bullets, hoots,
Our clamor of mortals who wish to journey to heaven
And return eternally
Mischievous ravens and spiders,
Master marksmen and demigods.
Defenders, uncontested, unsung.

Become more than lucky monkeys with fire and pens.

From DEMONSTRA (Innsmouth Free Press, 2013)

Sunday, February 16, 2014

[Poem] The Dream Highway of Ms. Mannivongsa, Part IV


IV.

Zombie Kabuki in Seattle.
It’s all the rage.

They love their coffee in this city,
But she recalls the snakes and bombies,
And dilapidated dinosaur museums of old Savannakhet
Whenever she idles through.

“How many battles did it take to write The Art of War?”
She debates with the foxy lady
Who’s secretly a black magic woman born to bewilder
Like a bard’s imperfect actor upon the stage
Or a stone-faced troll beneath a bridge
No gruff goat has ever known.

The world has its Wendigo, Shoggoths and Jabberwocky,
But winged Kinnaly remain aliens to a galaxy 
Hammering a new apocalypse
For beautiful children who will grow up strangers
To the inked page,
To bricks, to mortar, to boundaries.

If she had kept the first camera obscura of Mozi,
Ms. Mannivongsa might have changed the cosmos,
But what is an attachment to memories
Or all of these shiny electric brains?

She prefers the dance of the mermaid and the monkey
Free from modernity.



Wednesday, February 12, 2014

[DEMONSTRA] Idle Fears


In the shade of a Cali wat Lao I debate with Ajahn Anan
What the secret Rakshasa Sutra must really look like.

In Lao we call them Nyak or Yuk or Yak. It depends.
When they’re hungry, what do names matter?

I ask: “Does a zombie have Buddha nature?”

He informs me the mindless craving for brains
Complicates things.

He suspects Frankenstein’s Monster is closer to Nibbana
But don’t quote him on that.

An American werewolf in Luang Prabang
Would stand no chance against a real Lao weretiger.
Both should still try to observe the five precepts as best they can.

If he was going to make a special wat for robots
He might name it Wat Lao Robobuddharam
But they would surely have to learn
To get beyond artificial binary worldviews.

“You aren’t going to turn this into a poem, are you?”
He asks.

“That’s nothing to be afraid of,” I assure him.
“Usually.”

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

"Full Metal Hanuman" honored by 1st Place in Strange Horizons Readers Poll.

In good news, my poem, "Full Metal Hanuman," with art by Nor Sanavongsay won first place in the Strange Horizons 2013 Reader's Poll.

"Full Metal Hanuman" originally appeared in September, 2013. A big thanks to all of our readers who voted for us! It's an honor, and certainly an exciting thing to wake up to in the morning.  You can find "Full Metal Hanuman" in my new book DEMONSTRA from Innsmouth Free Press.

I would definitely check out all of the poetry they've presented at Strange Horizons over the years. There are some pieces that are going to become classics. Among this year's other winners: "Lost" by Amal El-Mohtar, "Tattertongue" by Jenn Grunigen, "Jael" by Nancy Hightower, "Tataki" by Shweta Narayan and "I Am Learning To Forget" by Dominik Parisien are also poems you should check out.


I'm also going to give a big shout out to Sofia Samatar who's just on fire this week with her 1st Place fiction "Selkie Stories are for Losers" and 1st Place for reviews, and a 4th Place for her interview with Nalo Hopkinson. She'll have to clear off some space on the mantle for her new Crawford Award for Best Fantasy Debut, the novel A Stranger in Olondria. Seriously, read her book.

Monday, January 27, 2014

DEMONSTRA giveaway drawing ends Saturday!

There are only a few days left to enter to win a hard-copy edition of DEMONSTRA from Innsmouth Free Press (which is NOT available in an e-book format) at Goodreads. Alas, it's also only open to readers in the US, Great Britain, Australia and Canada.

It breaks ground as the first book of Lao Lovecraftian weird poetry, with guest appearances from kaiju, obscure beasts of European, African, and Asian folklore, cryptoflora and cryptofauna, and ancient horrors and guardian spirits.

You can register for free to win directly here:
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/enter_choose_address/76997-demonstra-a-poetry-collection


You can also buy your copy by visiting Innsmouth Free Press which has several options including Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Book Depository. DEMONSTRA features original art by Vongduane Manivong of modern updates of traditional Lao entities. She is also now taking new commissions, so if you get a chance be sure to check her stuff out.


Modern Lao culture extends back over 660 years to the ancient realm of Lan Xang and beyond, with influences from over 160 ethnic groups living within its borders, ranging from the Akha, Hmong, Tai Dam, Khmu, Iu Mien, Lahu, and ethnic Lao, each with their own myths, legends, languages and histories. With its present borders, Laos is a nation almost the size of Great Britain, with many parts still remote and unexplored. Many are familiar with Laos as the center of the CIA Secret Wars in Southeast Asia, but Laos has many more secrets beyond that.


In many ways, DEMONSTRA will serve as a first foray into Lao myth, art and culture for both Lao and non-Lao, re-examining many of our traditions while adding new ones to the tapestry. At some points a monster manual, others a cookbook, others a travelogue of the known and unknown realms, and occasionally movie reviews and social commentary, DEMONSTRA is by no means the final word, but I hope it will serve as the start of a great conversation. 

Thursday, January 23, 2014

[Asian Apocrypha] The Tao Yaomo Jing


In DEMONSTRA there is a rumored text of the Chinese philosopher Lao Tzu referred to as the Dao Yaomo Jing: 道 妖魔 經. Literally, the Path/Way Demon Classic/Text or more figuratively, the Classic of the Demon Way. It only appears once in DEMONSTRA, mentioned in the poem "Laonomicon." This almost makes it a hapax legomenon. It emerged from questions of how a Chinese philosopher might interact with the Cthulhu Mythos of H.P. Lovecraft and other 20th century writers.

Of course, this is where I must explicitly assert that no such text 'exists' any more than the Necronomicon or the Golden Goblin Press editions of various occult texts such as Nameless Cults or the Revelations of Hali. The idea that it exists is as preposterous as a surviving copy of Aristotle's supposed lost treatise on comedy, or the lost manuscripts of Bruno Schulz, Were such a text to exist, we can only hope they would be preserved in a remote, well-secured library or archive of some note, awaiting discovery by one destined to make good use of such forbidden knowledge.


But WERE any aspect of the horrendous Dao Yaomo Jing to have survived into Lao Tzu's more well-known Taoist text, the Dao De Jing, or more commonly, the Tao Te Ching, perhaps the most concrete hint is found in Chapter 25. In the common, albeit controversial translation of Gia-fu Feng and Jane English the chapter is typically presented as:

Something mysteriously formed,
Born before heaven and earth.
In the silence and the void,
Standing alone and unchanging,
Ever present and in motion.
Perhaps it is the mother of ten thousand things.
I do not know its name.
Call it Tao.
For lack of a better word, I call it great.

Being great, it flows.
It flows far away.
Having gone far, it returns.

Therefore, "Tao is great;
Heaven is great;
Earth is great;
The king is also great.
"
These are the four great powers of the universe,
And the king is one of them.

Man follows the earth.
Earth follows heaven.
Heaven follows the Tao.
Tao follows what is natural.

For reference, Chapter 25's original Chinese is typically written as:

有物混成,先天地生。寂兮寥兮,獨立不改,

周行而不殆,可以為天下母。吾不知其名,字之曰道,強為之名曰大。


大曰逝,逝曰遠,遠曰反。

故道大,天大,地大,王亦大。域中有四大,

而王居其一焉。人法地,地法天,天法道,道法自然。

Scholars of the Lovecraftian and the Cthulhu cult doubtless need no further remarks. Religious scholars understand the name Lao Tzu or Laozi is occasionally translated into "Old/Venerable Master," and was worshiped as "Supreme Old Lord," or given the title "Supremely Mysterious and Primordial Emperor" in at least one dynasty. This is not to suggest connections to the rumored Great Old Ones or Elder Things, of course.

Of minor interest to scholars who dabble in such matters, there are numerous Taoist myths that purport Lao Tzu's conception was the result of a "falling star" his mother gazed upon. He was born a fully grown man after 62 years in his mother's womb, imbued with physical characteristics typically associated with wisdom and almost unnaturally long life. This account is, of course, rejected by reasonable and rational souls as patently absurd. It is no more plausible than some giant, bat-winged octopus-dragon falling from the stars to slumber in some sunken city of impossible geometry until celestial bodies are in some arbitrary alignment.

There are additional legends that claim Lao Tzu was eventually reborn 13 times, and in the last incarnation lived 930 years, traveling to reveal the Tao. Naturally, this, too, is impossible within a conventional understanding of historical time and space.

Let it also be firmly noted that it is quite unlikely Lao Tzu conversed with any denizens of Innsmouth, Im Boca, or similar cities and villages, despite his rumored nigh-immortality. Researchers are advised to treat any rumors of an actual copy of the 道 妖魔 經 with great skepticism as it will most likely not be labeled as such by those preserving it for whatever particular purpose they may have. One is more likely to find an intact copy of the 7 Cryptical Books of Hsan. But do with this information what you will.


Thursday, January 16, 2014

DEMONSTRA Giveaway on Goodreads!


Until February 1st, over at Goodreads, you have a chance to win a free copy of DEMONSTRA! There are 2 copies available to be given away.

Featuring poems of mine from the last 20 years and artwork by Vongduane Manivong, DEMONSTRA has already been covered in Asian American Press, the Twin Cities Daily Planet, Little Laos on the Prairie, Vita.MN, North by Northside, and briefly on one of the blogs of Minnesota Public Radio.

Poems in DEMONSTRA have appeared in Innsmouth Magazine, Expanded Horizons, Lakeside Circus, Strange Horizons, the Asian Pacific American Journal, G-Fan Magazine, and The Missing Slate. You'll be introduced to some all-new literary characters and entities from Laos, ranging from the guardian Nak to weretigers and ancient things from before humanity.

You can also order DEMONSTRA by hopping over to Innsmouth Free Press and their website.

The DEMONSTRA and A Sticky Mess book release!

I know, it's been a few weeks since we had the book release party in Minneapolis for DEMONSTRA (Innsmouth Free Press, 2013) and Nor Sanavongsay's A Sticky Mess (Sahtu Press, 2013) on December 30th. 

We got some great coverage but hampered by inclement weather that hit as low as -17 degrees on a dark night. But we're really grateful to everyone who came to join us for the reading that night at the Lao American Cultural Center, which is also the home to the Lao Advancement Organization of America in North Minneapolis.


Here, we have Nor Sanavongsay signing copies for his readers.


Mali Kouanchao got a great shot of Nor addressing the audience about the inspiration for A Sticky Mess. We had approximately 45 to 50 people who joined us throughout the evening, and we're grateful to Dr. Khamchanh Phanthavong for the warm welcome to everyone. Saymoukda Vongsay shared two great stories, including her favorite Xieng Mieng story, and a story from a scary children's book project she's working on. Hopefully, it won't be too long before we see that one come out.



Here we have the table where our books were being sold, and visitors also got free posters! It was a great chance for Nor to meet many of his new fans and to get a chance to talk with the community about what else they hope to see from Lao publishers in the future.



You can get DEMONSTRA from Innsmouth Free Press and A Sticky Mess from Sahtu Press. Hopefully, we'll all also get a chance to return back to Minnesota in the Summer to meet even more readers!

Monday, December 23, 2013

DEMONSTRA reviewed on Hellnotes

A great review of my new book of speculative poetry, DEMONSTRA, was posted up recently at Hellnotes. I appreciate K.H. Vaughan taking the time to read through it and to appreciate what had gone into composing the book. As my third major collection of speculative poetry, it's one that has also had me wondering how easily readers could get into it, especially since this is the first text to really introduce the phi of Southeast Asia, a class of spirits that are a little different from what most outside of Asia would consider ghosts.

From their review:
"It took exactly seven lines for me to decide I was onto something special with this new release from Innsmouth Free Press. This book is just that good. In Demonstra, Bryan Thao Worra presents an unusual collection of speculative poetry, filled with references to popular horror tropes, traditional Laotian folklore, and Buddhist musings in striking and unexpected combinations..."

Hellnotes began in 1995 as a weekly email newsletter with a hardcopy component and a paid subscription base. Since then, it’s gone through a number of transformations and today delivers the same horror genre news and information several times a day for free. Hellnotes, owned by JournalStone Publishing, is dedicated to bringing you the best information on the internet, covering horror movies, horror fiction, horror comics, horror writers, and more.

K. H. Vaughan is a refugee from academia with a Ph.D. in clinical psychology. In his other life he taught, published, and practiced in various settings, with particular interest in decision theory, forensic psychology, psychopathology, and methodology. He is an affiliate member of the Horror Writers Association and a member of the New England Horror Writers. He lives with his wife and three children in New England. You can visit his website at: http://www.khvaughan.com

Be sure to check out their other offerings, and tell them I said hello!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

5 Flavors debuts at Expanded Horizons


My poem "5 Flavors" has officially debuted at Expanded Horizons this week, along with "Molting Season" by the poet Anne Carly Abad, who writes poetry and stories when she’s not training Muay Thai. Her story, ‘Sage’s Reckoning’ recently earned an honorable mention in Q3 of The Writers of the Future Contest (2013). Her work has appeared or will appear in Magma Poetry, Dreams & Nightmares, and Strange Horizons. Find out more about her at the-sword-that-speaks.blogspot.com.

Additionally, the short stories "Swallowing Saturday" by Catherine Batac Walder and "Daughters of the Air" by Gail Labovitz are included in this issue.

Maria Mitchell also provides a great interpretation of my poem "The Robo Sutra" that appeared earlier this year at Expanded Horizons. A writer and illustrator, she wrote the short stories "The Mermaid Promise" at Flashes in the Dark, "Song of the Catherine Clark" in Cthulhurotica, "The Kadath Angle" in Future Lovecraft and "Second Coming" at Dead Man’s Tome. Her poems have been published in the gothic anthology Candle in the Attic Window, The Absent Willow Review, Yester Year Fiction, Sage Woman #80 and the horror anthology Ugly Babies Vol. 1. She illustrated her poem, "The Last Son of Circe," in Ugly Babies Vol. 1 and is the columnist of Slicing Score at Innsmouth Free Press. My poem, "The Robo Sutra," is the first poem by another writer Maria has illustrated, so I'm honored by that. She’s also an affiliate member of the Horror Writers Association.

Because I think it can be handy for poets to give a little behind the scenes glimpse at their poems:

"5 Flavors" is a meditation on the phi of Laos, much in the same vein as "No Such Phi" forthcoming in Lakeside Circus later this month. This particular poem also takes into consideration the classical Lao principles of cooking, and five key flavors that a chef endeavors to balance and experiment with: Sweet, sour, spicy, bitter, and salty. These principles are also found throughout other parts of Southeast Asian cuisine.

The poem originally came up from a question over why so many Southeast Asian ghosts and spirits seem determined to take it up a notch from Western ghosts. When you compare mythologies, it seems the spirits of the region are far more likely to try and eat you than those in the U.S. or Europe. There, you have banshees, poltergeists, and largely intangible entities who linger. They may scream, they may throw things around, they may try to frighten you, but eating you in part or in whole is a pretty rare occurrence. On the other hand, in Laos and Southeast Asia, you're relieved if banging things around is the worst they do.

As I did my research for my book DEMONSTRA from Innsmouth Free Press, there were an interesting number of phi who were considered female spirits, and whose particular modus operandi involved food, viscera, consumption, etcetera. And so, "5 Flavors" began to coalesce into its present form you see at Expanded Horizons.


"5 Flavors" takes place at an actual Lao restaurant in Sacramento, the Sabaidee Thai Grille, which is tucked away on 8055 Elk Grove-Florin Road. If you get a chance to, stop by and see the owners. They have a particularly extensive collection of contemporary artwork by the Lao American artist Sompaseuth Chounlanmany, who is also from Vientiane, where both the artist Vongduane Manivong and I were born.

"5 Flavors" also makes reference to the traditional Lao buddhist rite of Boun Khao Padab Din. Observed in September, the festival comes from a belief that the guardians of Hell (Nalok) let the souls of at least the human dead to return to earth for a day. They're famished, so the living are obliged to lay packets of hot rice wrapped in bamboo leaves. The spirits, however, can only eat the vapors. They then proceed to visit various family members and friends until they're called back to the underworld. For some families who lost a relative in the previous year, remains are often exhumed, cleansed then cremated, with gifts presented to the monks who chanted the funerary rites for the deceased. A relatively readable scholarly article on the subject can be found in Patrice Ladwig's "Feeding the dead: ghosts, materiality and merit in a Lao Buddhist festival for the deceased."

But take a look, and see what you think.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Traditional Lao Nak designs

Three examples of traditional Nak designs found in various Lao communities around the world, although the research suggests there are many possibilities and configurations. These three in particular give an example of the variations they can have for the discerning eye. Unfortunately, as is often the case, information regarding the specific significance for many of them is hard to come by. In DEMONSTRA, they figure frequently in many poems in both conventional and newer techniques of representation.





A Slice of the Southeast Asian Underworld and Spirits of Laos (2012)

Back in 2012 I did a quick write up on the supernatural in Laos for the Halloween Haunts blog feature of the Horror Writer Association. The Internet being a persnickety thing from time to time, I'm reproducing that post here for posterity, and also for the convenience of new readers just starting to examine Lao horror, especially if you've recently picked up a copy of my new book DEMONSTRA from Innsmouth Free Press.


“When the water rises, the fish eat the ants; when the water falls, the ants eat the fish.”
- Traditional Lao Proverb

Laos isn’t the first place people think of when it comes to international fear and horror.  But whether your tastes are for the supernatural or otherwise, Laos has many surprises for those willing to look, from secret wars to eerie ghosts and weretigers.

Laos is a country of 6 million people, the size of Great Britain and a little bigger than Minnesota. But from a literary standpoint it is still largely terra incognita. Many readers became familiar with Laos through writers such as Colin Coterill, whose mysteries feature the Lao coroner Dr. Siri, or non-fiction accounts such as The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down by Anne Fadiman.

Once known as the Realm of a Million Elephants, Laos traces its roots over 600 years to the ancient kingdom of Lan Xang. Laos has since gone by many names to many different travelers.

During the 19th and 20th century, “tranquil” Laos was involved in numerous bloody conflicts, including a byzantine Secret War involving a covert CIA army supporting the Royal Lao Government against the Pathet Lao and their allies. By the end of the war, more tons of bombs were dropped on Laos than on all of Europe during World War 2. Countless people drowned in the Mekong River trying to escape reprisals at the end of the war in 1975.


Over 80 different ethnic groups reside in Laos, each with their own cosmological traditions. While many are Buddhist, others practice variations of animism and ancestor worship. In October, while Americans and Europeans celebrate Halloween, the Lao celebrate Awk Phansaa during the full moon. During this time, families observe the custom of lai hua fai, fashioning small boats adorned with candles, incense and offerings to the spirits, setting them adrift down the river.


While many connect Laos most to the Mekong River, the rest of Lao geography lends itself to intriguing stories. Over 70% of the countryside is jungle or mountain. In the aftermath of the US Secret War in Laos, over 30% of the countryside remains contaminated with over 80 million unexploded cluster bombs. Laos is home to the mysterious Plain of Jars, filled with ancient, massive stone urns built by an unknown culture for an unknown purpose. There is also Xieng Khuan, the Spirit City, a bizarre concrete sculpture garden built by a priest-shaman blending Buddhism and Hinduism. One of the most prominent Buddhist stupas, That Dam, is said to be built over a slumbering ancient being who rose up to defend Laos against invaders in 1827.


Among the creatures Lao encounter in traditional folklore are the Nak, known in other traditions as Naga, or more crudely, as dragons, although that would be a very poor understanding of these beings.  Although they are shapeshifters, their most common form is as a mammoth, often with many heads. They’re reputed to dwell in rivers or beneath the earth. They’re associated with magic and water, including the rain and floods, but also with fertility. Some accounts maintain that the Nak are snake deities who converted to Buddhism and now protect the teachings of the Buddha. They are generally regarded as benevolent, but their vengeance is greatly feared. They are depicted most frequently on the balustrades of Wat Lao, (Lao Buddhist temples).

In Laos, the term phi is applied as a catchall term for the hundreds of ghosts who live in the cities and wilderness. A Phi Kasu, for example, is a floating woman’s head with her entrails and viscera dangling below, ambushing victims at night. Other phi include the hungry ghosts of Buddhist tradition, the ghosts of women who die during childbirth, and at least one being whose presence turns chickens inside out and causes pigs to explode. There is no one comprehensive catalog of Lao phi to date.

One book of interest on this subject is Lokapâla: génies, totems et sorciers du Nord Laos, first printed around 1954, by Henri Deydier. This text examined the beliefs and superstitions of Northern Laos, and recorded Deydier’s trip by foot and horse through the jungles.  At the age of 32, Deydier, alas, died in a plane crash in Laos just shortly after publication of this book. Although it was published in French and German, no edition in English has been published.


Man-Tigers, or Lao weretigers show up in the folklore of many of the tribes and minorities found in Southeast Asia. Among the Lao Soung tribes in the mountains of Laos, weretigers are one of the most supernatural concerns over many others. The Akha, Lisu, Hmong and Lahu in particular are on guard against these beings. The Lisu believe the weretigers are capable of possessing others, including family members. This has affected the courtship practices of Lisu youth, who avoid courting people who are from villages where someone had been reputedly possessed by a weretiger. Among many of the cultures in Laos, during funerals, many are concerned about the arrival of weretigers interested in the deceased and their corpse.

With over 400,000 Laotians living in diaspora in the US and around the world, many brought their traditions and beliefs with them.

While much of the 600 year Lao history and culture has focused on transmitting a message of harmony and friendship, like any society, there is a dark undercurrent of stories that have just begun to be learned outside of the borders of Laos.

Thursday, December 05, 2013

DEMONSTRA is here!

From the official Innsmouth Free Press announcement 12/5/13 is now considered the official release date for DEMONSTRA. It's also the birthday of King Bhumibol Adulyadej, Margaret Cho and Patricia Kaas. I can remember that.

So, to celebrate, here's a recap of some of early praise for DEMONSTRA:

“These poems are not bound by language. They leap from one to the other — indeed, one realm to the other — not bound my myth, not bound by life, not bound by earth. Where they land, a world all their own. You ever read your biography in a foreign language filled with foreign characters? At the end, you come out with an intimate understanding of who you are, your place in the places you call home. Don’t let the zombies and moon-eating frogs fool you. These poems will tell you about yourself, whether you be from Laos, Vietnam, Guinea, or Somalia; whether home is China, Mexico, California, Kenya, or the space between all those places.” — IBé Kaba, author of Bridge Across the Atlantic 

“DEMONSTRA is born of the extraordinary imagination of Bryan Thao Worra, who draws inspiration from the Cthulhu Mythos, the Laotian pantheon of ghosts and monsters, and the horrors of the modern world, among other things. Something sinister and enchanting beckons from every poem. There’s the enthralling journey across the dream highway of Ms. Mannivongsa. There’s the poignant meditation on Egyptian iconography as a harbinger of death. And there’s the invocation to Mothra. DEMONSTRA is absolutely evocative and haunting.” — Kristine Ong Muslim, author of Grim Series and We Bury the Landscape 

“For me, Bryan Thao Worra’s DEMONSTRA is the thinking geek’s collection of poetry. Robots, zombies, Buddha, mythical beings from various universes, Eastern and Western folklore, and us lowly members of humanity clash on pages that paint a unique, sprawling world that invites multiple interpretations. Worra clearly has a gift for surreal realism that is enhanced by his wit, humor and flare for the dramatic.”
— Kevin Vollmers, Founder of Land of Gazillion Adoptees

“Bryan Thao Worra navigates the liminal spaces between high and low culture, the sublime and the ridiculous, the sacred and the profane, Lao and whatever it means to be American with skill and wit. Whether musing over zombie Buddhas or mapping out a Highway 61-style odyssey across our immigrant nation, he has an eye for contradictions and unexpected connections. Highly recommended.”
— David J. Schwartz, author of Superpowers, and Gooseberry Bluff Community College of Magic: The Thirteenth Rib 

"DEMONSTRA presents a universe in which mythologies — ancient and modern,  American and Lao, cultural and popcultural, occupy the same space,conversing, breeding and bleeding into one another. And the best part is that these many references— from Greek mythology to professional wrestling, to zombie films, to Lovecraftian horrors, to folktales, to kaiju battles, and beyond— are always in the service of something greater. This is poetry with a deep respect and love for science fiction and horror tropes but with an even greater respect and love for Lao culture, and the Lao/ Lao American experience. These two big ideas are weaved together masterfully, creating that rare literary hybrid that transcends its component parts, a poetic Mekagojira, standing triumphant over a thousand fallen foes."
—Kyle “Guante” Tran Myhre, hip hop artist and two-time National Poetry Slam champion

Thanks for being a part of this journey!


Tuesday, December 03, 2013

Dates announced for the next H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival

The 2014 H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival-Los Angeles will occur September 26-28 at the Warner Grand Theatre in San Pedro. Aaron Vanek will be jointly running it with James Knouse and Miguel Rodriguez.

Thanks to them, everyone will only go partially insane and not totally insane next fall! James did the 2013 HPLFF-LA social media (a few posts reached 46K hits) and makes Cthulhu Pickles, and Miguel runs the Horrible Imaginings Horror Film Festival of San Diego. It's a good crew, and I look forward to working with all of them to make the next year even bigger than this last one!


Personally, I think it might have to be a year where we see a big focus on the games of Cthulhu, as well, because a number of Cthulhu-centered games supported by Kickstarter and other methods are anticipated to be coming out for that year. 

From a  poet's perspective, it's also the 100th anniversary since the publication of Lovecraft's poems "Ad Criticos," "On a Modern Lothario," "The End of the Jackson," "To the Members of the Pin-Feathers on the Merits of Their Organisation, and of Their New Publication, The Pinfeather," "To the Rev. James Pyke: On His Unpublished Verse," "To General Villa," "To the Rev. James Pyke," and "New England". Which weren't exactly all time classics of his we really read any more, but they're also among his earliest forays into published writing. But 20 years later, in 1934 he'll be publishing poem like "Dreams of Yith" with Duane Rimel.


2014 will also be 80 years since Lovecraft first published the short story "From Beyond," in 1934 and 90 years since he published his classic short stories "The Rats in the Walls," and "The Hound," which has his very first mention of the dreaded tome The Necronomicon. I'd also take note that in that year he wrote "Imprisoned with the Pharaohs" with Harry Houdini. Several of these have been adapted to short films and feature films.

Cinematically, it's 20 years since Full Moon Pictures' adaptation of "The Lurking Fear," although I'm not quite a fan of that version, nor Cornerstone Films' 1989 adaptation, "Dark Heritage: The Final Descendant," which would be celebrating its 25th anniversary.

Barring some non-Euclidian calamity, for the next year's festival, I'll also have copies of DEMONSTRA on hand in 2014, and will be doing interviews again with many of our featured guests who are participating.

So start dusting off your scripts, finishing up your films and pondering what will happen when the stars are right, because 2014 is going to be a fantastic experience!

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

DEMONSTRA: The Deep Ones, an overview



We're counting down the days until my new book DEMONSTRA starts shipping, clocking in at nearly 170 pages of Lao American speculative poetry from Innsmouth Free Press. So, as promised, one thing I'm doing until January 1st is discussing the different poems and their inspiration, including some of the images and sources that went into composing the poem.

"The Deep Ones" is one of my more frequently republished poems, first appearing in Illumen in 2007, and my book On The Other Side Of The Eye (Sam's Dot Publishing, 2007) in that same year. It was also included in two editions of Future Lovecraft from Innsmouth Free Press (2011) and Prime Books (2012).

I decided to include "The Deep Ones" in DEMONSTRA because it fits in thematically with the other poems, and because  On The Other Side Of The Eye is harder and harder to come by even on the reseller's market. I think it is a particular key to adding an extra dimesnion to some of the other poems in the collection, including "The Dream Highway of Ms. Mannivongsa."

 Interestingly, Asian American poet Beau Sia had a poem, "I'm So Deep," that made the rounds on Russel Simmons' Def Poetry Jam a few years back, but I hadn't run into it in the years leading up to "The Deep Ones," which I would say had been in development for a few years, most likely between 2004-2006, based on the notes I've found.



We can argue "The Deep Ones" has its foremost roots in the first time I read "The Shadow Over Innsmouth" and when I began playing the old Call of Cthulhu role-playing game. This would have been around 1987, because I'd started with Chaosium's 3rd edition (1986) and Del Rey's 1987 collection The Best of H. P. Lovecraft: Bloodcurdling Tales of Horror and the Macabre.

Formally, H.P. Lovecraft described them in "The Shadow Over Innsmouth" by writing: 
"I think their predominant color was a greyish-green, though they had white bellies. They were mostly shiny and slippery, but the ridges of their backs were scaly. Their forms vaguely suggested the anthropoid, while their heads were the heads of fish, with prodigious bulging eyes that never closed. At the sides of their necks were palpitating gills, and their long paws were webbed. They hopped irregularly, sometimes on two legs and sometimes on four. I was somehow glad that they had no more than four limbs. Their croaking, baying voices, clearly used for articulate speech, held all the dark shades of expression which their staring faces lacked ... They were the blasphemous fish-frogs of the nameless design - living and horrible."
I've mentioned before that I have a particular dislike for frogs and toads, so the horror of these entities resonate with me. You can see one cinematic interpretation of the Deep Ones in Brian Yuzna and Stuart Gordon's Dagon. 



In some ways, "The Deep Ones" takes a big cue from my 2001-2002 short story, "The True Tale of Yer," which debuted in the Minnesota Historical Society's Bamboo Among the Oaks. The key device being inverting the antagonist to reconsider things from the perspective of The Other. It also has some influences from the poems I'd been writing like "Before Going Feral," inspired by H.G. Wells The Island of Dr. Moreau. 

The challenge with this and other poems in this vein is that I want to be true and consistent with the source material, while expanding our sense of it. At the same time I was intrigued to see if we could create a great poem where someone can come into it without any familiarity with the work of H.P. Lovecraft.

Would "The Deep Ones" in such a context simply be read as an abbreviated version of T.S. Eliot's "The Hollow Men"? In the writing process, I often considered Eliot's hoary line "We are the hollow men. We are the stuffed men. Leaning together. Headpiece filled with straw," which was alluded to in the climax to Francis Ford Coppola's Apocalypse Now.

Is there value in connecting the Lao experience to that of Lovecraft's fictional Deep Ones? Should we question this process? Many Americans and others have no conception of Laos yet. Arguably, there's no prevailing idiom or turn of phrase they can readily connect Lao to, the way they might connect communities like the Vietnamese to the term "Boat People" or the Cambodians to "The Killing Fields." It would be quite a stretch, considering the Deep Ones are fearsome oceanic beings, while Laotians come from a landlocked-nation. If someone seriously considered Lao the Deep Ones of Southeast Asia, well, I think there are other problems in place with thought ought to be dealt with. But for an idle thought exercise, I think it's an interesting argument, and hopefully will prod other Lao writers and artists to keep pushing the metaphors that might more aptly apply to our community.

At the heart of it all, I hope our language stretches, our imaginations take us to places we might not have previously thought we'd be, whether it's a Nak at the supermarket, a Lao on the moon, or a Deep One in a Vientiane guest house.

In the aftermath of our wars that left more Lao living outside of Laos than within it, I think, from an artist's perspective, we have more than enough impetus to say all bets are off, but who do we become, mingling with so many other cultures, so many other ways of being.

Monday, November 18, 2013

DEMONSTRA: Idle Fears, an overview

We're counting down the days until my new book DEMONSTRA starts shipping, clocking in at nearly 170 pages of Lao American speculative poetry from Innsmouth Free Press. So, one thing I'll be doing until January 1st is discussing the different poems and their inspiration, including some of the images and sources that went into composing the poem.

But I also want to make sure my readers understand that what I'm presenting in these small discussions should by no means be considered the definitive 'meaning' of the poem. A poem means what it means to the reader. An author has ideas and things in mind when they write it, but a true poem is a living thing whose interpretation can change when it goes to different countries and different eras.

For example: A zombie in an earlier era was a thing to be pitied, a slave created against their will with no hope of recovery. That was the root of the horror for those beings. A zombie in a later era became a metaphor for mindless horde consumerism. So poems which feature zombies written in one age may have a very different reading in another. Some authors may object to that fluidity of interpretation, but I do not. I'm open to outcome, not attached to outcome, whenever possible.


But let's take a look at my poem "Idle Fears," which first appeared in 2012 in the Buddhist Poetry Review, along with "The Buddha of Bombies" and "A Koan of 32 Kwan." I didn't include these other two in DEMONSTRA because I felt that much of the territory they covered was addressed in other poems. I don't like belaboring a point too much in a poetry manuscript. You can revisit it in another book, certainly, but don't imbalance a text through overtalking. Granted there's no hard and fast rule about this, like "5 poems is one poem too many about Topic X!" but you get a feel for it over time.

I chose to open with "Idle Fears" as the gateway poem in DEMONSTRA. It embraces the Laoglish and many of the themes that I explore throughout the rest of the text, but it's also brief enough that someone picking it up can determine quickly enough if this poet's going to be someone to stick with. Or, someone whose book "should not be put down gently, but hurled, with great force."

The opening line frames our setting, a Cali wat Lao, and opens questions of how we use language to navigate the vernacular and the unfamiliar.  Overall, "Idle Fears" stayed in much the same form as its first draft in 2012, which is something of a rarity for my writing process.

The recurring figure of Ajahn Anan is first introduced in this poem. He was inspired by a few young monks I met in Southern California. Although this specific conversation never took place, similar conversations have, although I'm taking some poetic liberties here. Many of the poems in DEMONSTRA are originally designed to ask us to consider how we might hope our monks, our families and friends might talk with us in our communities.


The Rakshasa Sutra is one of the first imagined books that will get proposed in DEMONSTRA. In the White Lotus Sutra, there are tales of Rakshasa daughters who pledge to protect the dharma of the Buddha. They swore to inflict great harm on those who corrupt his teachings. You can find numerous anecdotes that suggest the Buddha lectured to various gods, demons, and other personages throughout creation, not just humanity, and that each of these might have unique routes to enlightenment that other species do not. And perhaps unique perils. So, the Rakshasa Sutra is a hypothetical text that outlines the Buddha's lecture to them, but it is also most likely not meant for human eyes.  The Rakshasha legends form the root for the Nyak of Laos, but I think a study of the extant literature suggests Lao storytellers often ignore or alter some of their powers, personalities, significance, and other characteristics from time to time.


As we wind our way through "Idle Fears," we have the question “Does a zombie have Buddha nature?” This is an iteration on a classic zen koan, a riddle for Buddhist meditation "Does a dog have Buddha nature."  In contrast, we have another 'undead' entity, Frankenstein’s Monster, coming into play in "Idle Fears." Is he a candidate capable of enlightenment? As a composite entity, Frankenstein's Monster might have a very unique perspective on attachment, and also a sense of re-attachment. I wondered how that would affect him if he were to give up seeking revenge and instead turn towards a Buddhist route.

I often joked of "An American Werewolf in Luang Prabang" as opposed to one in London or Paris. This poem is one where, like many of our Lao writers, I examine the interpretations of the five Buddhist precepts. We often repeat them, but I think more can be done by every generation to meaningfully explore the challenges in observing them.

This poem also takes on the notion of‘Wat Lao Robobuddharam,’ a play on the way many Lao temples are named in the US. Later in DEMONSTRA I experimented with more science fiction in the poems, notable examples including "The Robo Sutra" and "Full Metal Hanoumane."


"Idle Fears" isn't an encyclopedic demonstration of all of the techniques and themes I address in the rest of DEMONSTRA, but I consider it a playful enough sample that it made sense for it to lead into the rest of the manuscript.