Reply To Personal Ad
SOLD! to the tall man in the back row with the ugly brown hat. I’m here to say: I liked your ad; You were the one “looking for a guy with teeth,” right? Seeing that I have some (teeth, that is), I’ll reply. I’m dying to know about the combat sports and prestructuralist semantics, not…
The Only God I’ve Seen
Since you asked, the only god I’ve seen rolled reckless from a red, cardboard Cracker-Jack box, elusive from lips to lap and mad as hell, no decoder ring to metaphrase the sharp sting of copper on tongue coated in caramel candy coating loaded with peanuts, good, sweet, and salty.
Pluto Shits on the Universe By Fatimah Asghar
Pluto Shits on the Universe By Fatimah Asghar http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/250212 On February 7, 1979, Pluto crossed over Neptune’s orbit and became the eighth planet from the sun for twenty years. A study in 1988 determined that Pluto’s path of orbit could never be accurately predicted. Labeled as “chaotic,” Pluto was later discredited from planet status in…
Svarog’s Hymn One true Church, he grinned mischievously. It is mine, obviously. The Church of Me— I, mine and me, now that’s a trinity!
She likes bright colors set against stark striking white; he is partial to browns and ruddy greens. You know: earth tones or, as she calls them, “moldy shades of decay.”
Sugar Season Haiku Cycle
Spontaneous, no-revision haiku scrawled in a fit of boredom…. Snow concedes, contracts Shadows shorten with each dawn Totems bleed sweetness Electric drill whirs Thirteen miles of plastic hose Grandpa had a bucket Good dry wood burns clean A grey squirrel tail, smoke and steam Sweet in the hollow.
Thinking about things Beat after yesterday’s Shakespeare & Company post. Seems like a good time to share this cool film, found on the equally cool Allen Ginsberg Project blog. “Henry Ferrini’s impressionistic evocative Lowell Blues (2000) is a honeyed melancholic visual poem (somewhat imposed upon in this version by Journeyman Pictures intrusive logo!), with home-town…
Do You Recognize This Poem?
I found this in an file, dated 4/2014, along with a lot of potential edits, the full text Genesis: I 1-27, and A LOT of notes on those passages. I have no memory of the how and the why, if I wrote this or I was just playing around with someone else’s stuff, but it…
Two Poems Stuck In My Head
Forgive me, it’s been over 6 weeks since i sat down and tried to think in verse. Forget about the actual work of putting it on paper and tinkering. I could blame all the obligations–work, kid’s stuff, chores, a wedding, a vacation, fiction, and this damned blog–but I don’t do excuses with writing. It’s like…
Way back in the dark days of early summer, in the year 2013, I set my mind to sustaining a blog for at least a year. Dedicated readers who don’t have a lot else going for them might recall that the original impetus for Old Road Apples was as an outlet for some old and…