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    A Gathering of the Tribes is an arts and cultural organization dedicated to excellence in the arts from a diverse perspective. Located on the Lower East Side of New York City, Tribes has been in existence since 1991.


  • A Gathering of the Tribes, 285 East 3rd St, 2nd Floor (between Avenues C and D)
    Phone: 212-674-3778
    Fax: 212-674-5776
    Email: Info@tribes.org


  • Tribes is a member of Chamber Music of America, Poets & Writers, Poets Society of America, St. Marks Poetry Project. We are Funded by NYC DCA, NYSCA & The Andy Warhol Foundation among others. All contributions are tax deductible.

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  • The 16th Annual Charlie Parker Festival

    Throughout the forties, Charlie Parker revolutionized jazz and immortalized the Lower East Side by capturing its combustive atmosphere and translating it into music. It is no wonder that every year the Lower East Side returns a little bit of the favor by celebrating Charlie Parker, his life and his legacy, as well as his deep rooted relationship with this neighborhood, through A Gathering of the Tribes' Charlie Parker Festival.
    This year, A Gathering of the Tribes is please to present the 16th Annual Charlie Parker Festival, entitled "BIRD LIVES," from August 2 - August 29. More information about this year's festival can be found here

Latest Reviews

Whitney Biennial 2010

By Vedan Anthony-North

With a name like “2010” you don’t really know what to expect when heading to the 2010 Whitney biennial. Unfortunately, you don’t really know what to think about the exhibit after leaving either. Though the theme of “2010” is justified by the curators Francesco Bonami and Gary Carrion-Murayari in the exhibit’s […]


THE LATEST FROM OILSPILLVILLE

By : Brian Boyles, New Orleans
It was getting a little too possible, you know? That we might make it, that whatever the forces leveled at our survival, they were internal, fixable, matters of fairness or racial understanding or budgeting. We could do that, couldn’t we? The Saints won, didn’t they? […]


Poética para un infortunio

reseña por Daniel Torres en Lourdes Vásquez reciente libro “Tres Relatos y Un Infortunio”

“Estoy cerca de la puerta. Presiento que cada pisada marca el final de mis días. Detengo el paso en el dintel”.
“La gente es propensa a toda clase de accidentes”.
“A Guille le falleció una pierna”.
Estas tres oraciones, que sirven de epígrafe a esta […]


THE PERL OF PROSE

Written by Phaedra Pinkston Arising NYC poet Puma Perl newly released poetry book, “Knuckle Tatoos” accounts the artist’s exploration from the hard knocks of self liquidation to personal fulfillment.  The Brooklyn native grew up being  inspired by the beatnicks of the 1950s and keeps busy performing open at open mic nights in lower Manhattan and postings on her […]


DOPE *1968* a film by Diane Rochlin (Flame Schon) and Sheldon Rochlin

Review by Bonny Finberg

I just finished watching Sheldon and Diane Rochlin’s  powerful 1968 film “DOPE.” It documents a unique world and time through the lens of London 1967.
There was an international cabal at that time of artists, junkies, hippies and other unclassifiable characters on the periphery that fueled a a new world order before […]



Latest Poetry

The Reunion: A Forecast by Suejin Suh

 
The Reunion: A Forecast                                                                           by Suejin Suh
 
 
Has it been more than three years?  Three or four years-ish since you cleverly sang,  
At the airport, we’ll cross paths walking, walking towards opposite ends/ like almostly- forgotten lovers who had seeming common sense.” (They lusted. Lusted incensed.)
 
Or was this an impromptu melody I made just […]


Dark Energy, Dark Matter, and Darker Minds

This poem is not about the Cosmos
Or some dim idea people have
About a consciousness
Responsible for it all.
This is about the oil spilling (glug glug) into the gulf of mexico
Out of a pipe
Some greedy capitalist erected
To give themselves more money
Than they already have.
Can a new expletive be invented
To encompass British Petroleum
Or BP as all the media […]



Latest Essays

Louise and Me by: Neila Mezynski

Louise and Me
New York City, Sunday afternoon, six hopefuls and Louise Bourgeois. For 30 some years, Louise (not Ms. Bourgeois- her choice), has invited artists to her home to share their work; sculptors, painters photographers, writers, dancers even . We sat. We waited. The heat. No air. Louise. Her scrutiny, the grand dame. […]


Poética para un infortunio

reseña por Daniel Torres en Lourdes Vásquez reciente libro “Tres Relatos y Un Infortunio”

“Estoy cerca de la puerta. Presiento que cada pisada marca el final de mis días. Detengo el paso en el dintel”.
“La gente es propensa a toda clase de accidentes”.
“A Guille le falleció una pierna”.
Estas tres oraciones, que sirven de epígrafe a esta […]



Latest Fiction

Gone Fishing, Again

by Christopher Heffernan

The cult classic Trout Fishing in America, written by Richard Brautigan and first published in 1967, has been released in a new edition by Mariner Books, a subsidiary of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company.  The book has not been published on its own since the early ‘80’s when […]


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Everything I shot from Wednesday to Sunday is here.
FIRST COURSE: The Armory Show
I registered as press in advance for this and showed up about ten minutes after the press conference to pick up my badge. I briefly glanced at Pier 92, where […]



Latest Videos

A Starter Kit for Collectors: Exposition et vente au profit de TRIBES

A Starter Kit for Collectors: Exposition et vente au profit de A Gathering of the Tribes
Samedi 1er mai – Dimanche 16 mai 2010
Vernissage: Samedi 1er mai 14-18H
Réception pour les artistes : Samedi 1er mai, 19h-22H
Tribes Gallery
285 East 3rd Street, 2ème étage, NYC 10009
A Gathering of the Tribes est une association artistique et culturelle qui […]


A Starter Kit for Collectors: Art Exhibition and Sale A Benefit for A Gathering of the Tribes

A Gathering of the Tribes is an arts and cultural organization dedicated to excellence in the arts from a diverse perspective. Located on the Lower East Side of New York City, Tribes has been in existence since 1991.   tribes-poster-color.jpg
Saturday May 1st, 2:00 - 6:00 pm : Public preview
Saturday May 1st, 7:00 – 10:00 pm […]


Poem for Firefly by Poonam Srivastava

Life fly
A day beginning with sun and arching to noon
And then to night, a bloody kiss of other/
Rapid ascension, sudden drops, endless sailing smoothly,
Furtive hand across your thigh
The dark shadow of good-bye rushing into
Roller coaster reds and yellows of
Flight trembling, vibrato just beneath the skin of a cloud
Like death.
A memory in the gauze of a smile
Well rooted in brine well saturated in the stench of
Treachery.
Words pull us
further away from our meaning.
Both orbit first person, singular and plural/
then second person
Singular and then plural.
One and many, constant currents
Within my waters rapid in veins engorged and raging.
Facebook brings all the worlds together/
Nostalgic longings pollinating with present night-mare schemes.
Winter finds me wrapped in summer silks sweating the sex from my pores.
Lesbian woman born woman loving woman whatever the origin or ontology,
Genetic burden carried by innocents thrown with venom.

Life fly
A flight of fancy/
A kissing staircase of lie
Upon lie wavering in dusk/
And dawn/
A stone structure burned
Solid in the heat of noon bright sun/
To turn liquid again as light sinks into horizon.
And night rises like the force of your hand
In between my legs buried deep/
Rubbing my consciousness into ecstasy.
A door bolted iron rusting covered in fall leaves
The handle trips me as I run from you.
My cheek lands hard upon an edge,
The blood salty and warm on my tongue/
Dry cotton fields to the horizon’s palate
As your sharp breath enters my soul through nose, eye
and ear and skin and cunt/
Taut like canvass prepared, dreamt, conjugated in various tongues.
The body knows itself and wills its own existence,
merrily stoic of mind worries and worldly miseries and social injustice.
The body wants to be fed and loved and rested without names/
With food and love’s taste regardless of words/
Unalienable release shared rhythm rocks to rest against.

Fly life
A file of fermenting
Folds fielding conjurers of various camps/
Proclaiming creation in their names.
I know you as the one I touched and felt/
Firm and solid even as we turned to water
Fleeing ourselves onto the softest sheets I’d ever touched.
My web address when the climb gets too rough.