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I’ve been down with the flu for the last couple of days, so rather than coming up with anything new, I’m taking this opportunity to share the work of others.
About AJ Strong as a poet, I can’t really say enough. He bends words and moods into patterns that frequently make my head spin. Always challenging, [...]
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Editorial preface: An absolutely brilliant online acquaintance of mine shared this poem a short while ago. It is, quite simply, one of the most profound pieces of Holocaust literature I’ve ever read, and that includes many of the works I studied at university under one of the world’s premier Holocaust scholars.
Here’s a hint: If you [...]
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So you don’t feel like I’m completely ignoring you, I’ll give you this.
D.
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A Thousand Words (Oil on Canvas)
I took a walk in the woods today,
thinking about you,
gathering dry wood as I went.
Crooked sticks, mottled with age,
dark with rot, pitted from the weather.
Metaphors for friendship, I suppose.
Down to the dry creek bed,
seeking out stones,
from the root [...]
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Despite
what our mothers whispered
into our slumber lonesome ears
on dulcet summer evenings,
there is no magic in the moonlight.
The forlorn ululation of coyotes
amidst the bristlecone pine, yes.
The rumble and shush of trucks
barreling down I-70 to strange towns
and stranger dreams, yes.
The barks of dogs, the sweat of dew,
the hollow passions of love well pretended,
the hatching of million dollar [...]
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When you set out
to build a tower to the heavens,
people will hold you,
to your declared intentions,
even if you didn’t ask for their input
on the plans.
There’s nothing wrong with hubris.
Just be aware that the gawking crowd
will hold you to the standard
of the particulars and designs
you’ve declared
in your building permit.
And one day, when your tower falls,
struck down [...]
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Day 1: I bought some arsenic. For the mice.
Day 3: My wife was screaming at me this morning. All she ever does is make me miserable. So I put some arsenic in her coffee. Not enough to hurt her, and besides, she’ll never know. I just need to take control [...]
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I’m sleepy today, so you get poetry. — Ed.
Condensation
Precipitation
Evaporation
Later, rinse, repeat.
The wind blows;
The storm clouds gather.
The Rains come
Followed by the inevitable
Scorching glare of the infant sun.
The sky is constantly falling.
It’s the cycle of tumultuous
And turbid renewal
That washes us clean.
The world renewed in the
Lethian forgetfulness of the eternal sea.
But weather-scoured, time-eroded, wind-worn
In their heedless raging constancy,
Do [...]
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It occurs to me that since I’ve set the precedent of pimping poetry once already, I would be remiss if I failed to mention another poet for whom I hold a great deal of respect.
(I’m no poet. I just happen to know people who are.)
Arnie Strong is a site moderator over at Trupoets.com and [...]
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Things to Remember:
1. The keys to the shed are on the nail inside the garage door.
2. The dog is allergic to Cap’n Crunch. You’re allergic to naproxen.
3. Everyone you know wants something that you’ve got: your time, your money, your wife, children. Otherwise they wouldn’t be your friends.
4. There’s only one “m” in pimento.
5. Mom’s [...]
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I’ve been reading Lucktown by South Carolina poet Bryan Penberthy once again. Pen’s collection won the National Poetry Review Book Prize for 2007. It is, in short, spectacular.
I had the privilege of virtually meeting Pen nearly 8 years ago via our shared interest in sports text simulations (most notably, Front Office Football and [...]
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