And with one look back, / as if to say, Is it okay to go in now? / or maybe to declare it, Yes!
Bad Luck Ends the World: Poems by Seth Abramson
November 7, 2012 By Leave a Comment
Boys toeing candied heads / beneath their boots, / rolling them back one step on the macadam / and then forward. Back two steps / and then forward. You grinning Apocalypse, / all this is yours
If Lightning Loved Me: 3 Poems by Bob Hicok
October 22, 2012 By 2 Comments
“Pilgrimage”, “Once again the world has dreamed me”, and “The middle class: a fairy tale”
Today I Turn to Stretch Armstrong for Comfort: Poems by Julianna Baggott
October 22, 2012 By 2 Comments
Three poems by renowned poet and author of 19 books.
“When he sees Ivan in a future that can’t exist, he has a beard. That detail makes my heart hurt.”
June 12, 2012 By Leave a Comment
This is a comment by Jesse Stoner on the post “I <3 My Family: Poems by Kids”.
“You can’t ask a kid to juxtapose Duke Ellington with Lil’ Wayne; he did that on his own.”
June 11, 2012 By Leave a Comment
This is a comment by Jesse Stoner on the post “Who I Am: Poems by Kids”.
No Ducat, No Penny
March 20, 2012 By Leave a Comment
No Ducat, No Penny I shall eat nothing but Bananas today and pumpkin pie from Trader Joe’s and the sky beyond the Hilton across The street tells me such is so All the old American movies (Turner Classics) are about tension love and the Women are more tempting more powerful than Women today. They, [...]
She, Tangent
January 12, 2012 By Leave a Comment
She, Tangent Oh, she of brown suede boots (There are so many of them) Like sacred clouds obscuring quarter moons. I would have her and her and her, Like Caliban or a tiger, Whistling songs—me, Now a lonely worker of miracles. They wear black miniskirts, Taunting the hearts of boys— Alone, desperate, deserted and [...]
Love 6:42
January 12, 2012 By Leave a Comment
Interval I wri…
January 12, 2012 By Leave a Comment
Interval I write stilted poetry As I wait for you on this lonesome Wednesday, Remembering that you looked at me in a night Across a table at Starbucks café. I would love a minstrel Who plays banjo in a funked-down, traveling, southern band. I am brimming. I want chocolate But cannot in today’s opaque [...]
Of Course Not Love
January 10, 2012 By 2 Comments
“More men need to read great poetry and share it with their sons.”
This is a comment by Phil on the post “A Modern Day Hero’s Journey Is What Today’s Boy Needs to Become a Man”.