It was an election season And so the candidates and interest groups had their signs along the roadways And my taxi driver said more than once that he wasn’t voting – He didn’t know who to believe. He was… Read More ›
The Real World
Ballad of a nullfidian
Our buds are growing into earphones And still failing to protect us From noise and demands, requests or distress. Online I find a chemical protection suit with tape double-wrapped, And double storm flaps over zippered access, On top of… Read More ›
You call this a poem?
Or what one learns if one rents a car and it gets a flat tire? It wasn’t just a thought of A’s graying CEO, The bright idea of some young bugle boys at company B – There was… Read More ›
Someone puts “Saxapahaw” in an e-mail and you have to write a poem
In Saxapahaw before the war Boys and girls were locked in remote cabins for weeks And given only toxic plants and rancid meat to eat A surefire way to identify the weak Those who crawled out – if half-crazed, still… Read More ›
L’amour intercontinental, universel
for Tory and A.S. Essential it was that she was a foreigner – Misreading, mistaken and thus so much warmer. And as I from her her was equally estranged – Oh we passed such pleasant, such comfortable days! Younger, she… Read More ›
Murder, children and other crimes
The reason that it is important—of the utmost importance—for white people, here, to see the Negroes as people like themselves is that white people will not, otherwise, be able to see themselves as they are. — James Baldwin, “East River,… Read More ›
March Madness is as Good a Name as Any
An ungainly giant basketballer To score must best a man yet taller. In such a crisis could he feel – like the More upward-looking and oft-blocked we, Of dunking celebrity long relieved, Scruffy bushes ’neath pointy trees? And are… Read More ›
