I’m feeling very Dr. Seuss today, if Dr. Seuss were more cynical, had an iPhone, and lived in Iowa. Two Mute Youths Two mute Youths follow the Farmer through the booths of fresh produce, Corn, tomatoes, snatches of herbs, rosemary, basil, potted flowers, and clean-cut bouquets, honey comb, and home-baked bread. Two mute Youths wearing…
Category: Poetry
A Fragment of an Underdone Potato (May Be the Cause)
According to Wikipedia, “Sleep paralysis is a transition state between wakefulness and rest characterized by complete muscle atonia (muscle weakness). It is thought to be a result of disrupted REM sleep which is normally characterized by complete muscle atonia that prevents individuals from acting out their dreams.” That’s what happened to me yesterday when I…
Limericks!
This month’s lounge reading involved filthy limericks. Bonus! A friendly young fellow named Matt, Had a member ’twas incredibly fat; When he went to the task, His partner would ask, “What kind of tree trunk is that?”
Drinking Game For a Poetry Reading
I picked that post title because it’ll publish to my Twitter feed, and I know my friends well enough to know they’ll click on that link. I didn’t do this just for frivolous attention (though I do love frivolous attention). There are two reasons. The first is that in less than five hours, it will…
Algebraic Poetry
Good news all around! 1) My volunteer application was accepted for the AWP (Association of Writers and Writing Programs) Conference and Bookfair this spring in Chicago. There are still time slots open, if you’d like to volunteer. 2) I’m assistant teaching an undergraduate film class at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago this spring….
My First Gray Hair
I was lucky this Paddy’s Day, because I got out to enjoy my lunch of corn beef, cabbage, boiled potatoes, and a Guinness before my festive mood was crushed.I spotted one of those little short hairs that sticks up conspicuously, and if I’m truly honest with myself, it wasn’t actually gray, but white. I found…
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I fell down and hurt the same rib I cracked two years ago. Ouch! Also: yummy! Classes have started again. Tomorrow: Steal This Poem with Elizabeth Cross. Here are two pieces I wrote in her class last week: From Shakespeare’s ‘Sonnet 30’ (T x S^D) x W/E = P Or, T multiplied by S to…
Vampiradini and the Makers Marks
HERE ARE SOME THOUGHTS: My life has been an out-of-body experience. There are two children on a plane who clumsily hold hands. So then they try to kiss each other and end up bumping heads. Eventually they give up and he falls asleep. I don’t think they realize how similar this is to a mature…
Creeping Treefingers
This is what happens when there’s a snowfall, someone walks through it, and then strong winds blow all the snow away. You kind of get reverse footprints. Trying to walk my sister’s dog was a challenge. The wind blows the snow so that it collects in waves, and there are patches of bare ground in…
On the Road II: Withdrawl
August 2 The last couple of days have been tough. It’s pretty impossible to get any time away from my parents. All I want to do is sit quietly and watch people, but Mom won’t let me go anywhere by myself. I found my way around Dublin by myself for six weeks – they never…
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