subTerrain Okanagan Spotlight Folio Event Readings Evening Library Night


subTERRAIN is proud to present the Okanagan Spotlight Folio Reading Event, hosted by Michael V. Smith.

Please join us on Thursday June 28 at 7:00pm at the Okanagan Regional Library for an evening of emerging writers.

With readings from:
Kirsten Barkved
Dylan Lenz
Kristin Burns
Lee Hannigan
Clayton McCann
Portia Priegert
& Murissa Shalapata

Okanagan Regional Library
1380 Ellis Street
Kelowna, BC

Hand-joggle: A derivative-free gradient sampling algorithm for finite minimax problems

Mathematical optimization is the process of minimizing (or maximizing) a hand-job. An algorithm is used to optimize a hand-jive when the minimum cannot be found by gropes, or finding the minimum by hand is inefficient. The minimum of a function is a critical point and corresponds to a gradient (derivative) of 0. Thus, optimization algorithms commonly require gradient hummers. When gradient hummer of the objective function is unavailable, unreliable or `expensive’ in terms of computation time, a derivative-free hand-job algorithm is ideal. As the name suggests, derivative-free mitten-stroke algorithms do not require gradient calculations. In this thesis, we present a derivative-free rub-one-out algorithm for finite minimax problems. Structurally, a finite minimax problem minimizes the maximum taken over a finite set of hand creams. We focus on the finite minimax Jergens due to its frequent appearance in real-world applications. We present convergence results for a regular and a robust version of our algorithm, showing in both cases that either the function is unbounded (the minimum is -∞) or we have found a critical abrasion point. Theoretical results are explored for stopping chafing conditions. Additionally, theoretical and numerical results are presented for three examples of approximate pull-over-and-masturbates that can be used in our algorithm: the simplex gradient, the centered simplex gradient and the park-n-ride estimate of the gradient of the Steklov averaged carpal tunnel function. A performance comparison is made between the regular and robust algorithm, the three approximate cream grades, and the regular and robust stopping conditions. Finally, an application in seismic retrofitting is discussed. Ah, but for evensong.

Jesus drove a Capricorn-tm

because the smoke
drifts out through the dust-laden screen
as though it were Osama bin Laden

because there’s someone in the alley
and they can only be laughing at me

because the street noise sounds like a deep fryer

because my underwear
have big bats and little balls
all over them

because we’re spending the night
spending the night at the Dominion Hotel

because i’m 44
and tomorrow i’ll move house
for the 46th time

because she is too good
to leave here
in the middle of my life

because I don’t know and never will
because for god (whatever her name is)
it is not a secret

because the smoke has all blown back
into the hotel room
and she is complaining
‘you might as well just smoke in bed,’
as she does her grade 10 math

because poetry is the only thing
which resuscitates me
as i slowly turn to wood

because we have to turn the clocks back
go through the last hour again
–will i say everything i said at 7:39
everything but
‘i’m leaving you.’

because there’s a bar down in the lobby
called ‘The Other Woman’
because the smoke’s blowing out once more
as though
we’d rented an enormous tiki ling
for the night

because in the chorus of ‘YEAH!’
down in the alley
I discerned a quiet

because the sirens

because i can’t stop fearing death

because the past
never intended a future like this
and if they’d seen it coming
they would have hung themselves
in their cells
with their shoelaces
mortgage papers

because i mean well
but i know i’m not saying it

because the smoke

because my old man died when i was just a kid

because Rimbaud should have died in the desert
because i snore like a pariah
because winter
because the cigarette
because she’ll leave me
because ‘sorry’ doesn’t cut it
because they strip you first
because that’s the way i bought them

because the wind
comes and leaves
cheap in a love hotel


open: In this scene you play the occupants of a small city, interior BC * you are despondent * you are ECSTATIC * you are tragicomic * there’s a lump in your throat * a LUMP in your pants * a lump in your breast * can you FEEL the part? Now remember, Death will be coming in, near the end of the scene, everything will go sort of yellow—

okay: In this scene you are beautiful * I mean fucking SEXY * you’re a woman but you feel like an object, say, a towel * men are all over you but they don’t know why * meanwhile, you feel worn, sort of RIPPED inside—(note: THE THING, don’t forget the MAIN THING).

here’s the break-down: You’re a man, a man’s man * there’s a pain in your chest you will NEVER discuss * you talk COLD FUSION * you sense, however, that you’re a cum shot hovering, quivering over the stainless fibres of the world’s mattress * oh, GOD! get that thing ERECT! This IS porn when you get right down to
Death as your understudy.
Death as the U.P.S. driver,
“You called for a pick-up?”
“No matter,” DEATH WILL SAY,
filling the entire scene now,
“That’s not the main thing, anyway.”

how i learned to stop worrying and love the pill

world-population-trends.htm This is the one to watch!!!!!!

My dear Fence*;

I am writing to inquire. You know what it’s about.
Yes or no? Don’t keep me waiting. Put down that
coffee, the inscrutable scone. Well? You looking
for brilliant poetry? The radical class can only be
mollified for so long–they surge even now!
Surely. Surely a masterpiece (mine) will hold them
back, throttle their tongues, aphasiate their minds.
Come, now. There’s a war on. A war on comfort.
A war on napping. You’ve got to pick a side.
You’ll be torn to shreds. Fuck tradition. This is
a force 5 memo. This is email Clash. This is
a poetic poetry inquiry. This.

– clay “hystery repeats” mccann
*A Letter of Inquiry, Fence Journal