Poem
HOW TO LIVE WITH YOURSELF
Jeffrey Cyphers Wright
There are only two sins—banality and venality.
They are not like revenge, hot red pokers.
Jealousy, with its long snoot.
Sloth, killing me softly with its lips.
Vanity—dynamite in a vise.
Lust racing across the mud...
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Poem
Strawberry
Suzi Kaplan Olmsted
Spring bursting in strawberry juice down my chin
While on the TV reality jail show a blond with a model’s bone structure
And over-plucked brows is released from men’s jail to the streets
Early dawn with no money and...
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Poem
the dead wife
Carl Watson
The dirt floor had to be leveled
And all the stones raked out,
Carried out in buckets and piled
In the yard as ballast against
The bowed foundation of the south wall.
There were boulders and bluestone
Slabs, some big ...
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Poem
NATURE
Bonny Finberg
We can rewrite the narrative.
Eve eats the apple and leaves the Garden
fortified by knowledge and multiplied by wisdom,
leaves the comfort of the first mirage,.
to find the greater world
where good and evil
make thin...
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Poem
An End-of-the-World Cult of My Own
Jose Padua
One day I will have my own end-of-the-world cult.
We will believe that the end of the world
is coming tomorrow,
and that we had better be prepared.
If the end doesn’t come tomorrow,
we will admit our mistake, and post...
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Poem
The End of the World
Patricia Carragon
In her dream,
her parents’ wedding photo
burned slowly.
Their ashen marriage
vaporized in life and death.
A grayish puddle formed a stain
on the chest of drawers.
She woke up
and went about her day,
listened to ...
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Podcasts
Episode 11 – steve dalachinsky
Bernard Meisler
In conversation with steve dalachinsky.
steve dalachinsky is a downtown New York poet who's also very active in the jazz scene - he's worked with Matt Shipp, William Parker, and wrote one of his many books of poetry w...
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Poem
God, Vodka, Suicide
Michael Lindgren
God hurt her in
a place that doesn’t show so
she drank until there was no more God
and they told her but you will die and
she sd of course
I will die. every body dies
and she didn’t believe it
until the sky cracke...
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Poem
Survivors
Amy Barone
Cahows re-emerged on Bermuda’s Nonsuch Island
after a three-hundred-year absence. They thrive amid
native flora, wildlife, and limited access to man.
Tangier Island in the middle of Chesapeake Bay
supplies the world...
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Poem
STEAMROLLED
Thaddeus Rutkowski
I come to where I usually take a detour—
a stretch where the pavement has been roughed up
in preparation for new pavement.
Now, I see machines laying new blacktop,
so I ride on the new surface.
The material is sticky,...
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Poem
Printer’s Delight
John J. Trause
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Poem
Something Good is Going to Happen Today
Jennifer Juneau
A red-bellied bird said, as
it flew up on a windowsill in this big red city,
red as a red room or read as a postcard
on a rainy day
Something good is going to happen today
and this symbolized hope
Something good is g...
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Poem
Frankie
Marc Olmsted
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Podcasts
Episode 10 – Max Blagg
Bernard Meisler
Poet, writer and performer Max Blagg in conversation with Bernard Meisler.
Max Blagg is an English poet, writer and performer, who has lived in the United States since 1971. We start out talking about the retail apoca...
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