Jamming with great novelists, Chapter 1
Great time last night playing music with friend and colleague Steve Yarbrough. Here’s our cover of “Blue Car” by Greg Brown.
A Dispatch from Prague
At the intersection of poetry and music (and architecture), the hair goes up on the back of my neck:
I have seen the light
I’m a law-abiding American patriot, a sportsman, and a firm believer in the 2nd amendment, but I’m turning in my M24 Chaffee tank.
SUPER BOWL SONNET
SUPER BOWL SONNET Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. Advertising is the opposite of art. The opposite of advertising […]
Addiction kills. Period.
My mother never got to be this feisty old grandmother because she could not quit administering this poison to herself. The irony here is a cruel joke.
“Late Capitalism” (from my notebook)
LATE CAPITALISM In Las Vegas, for a dollar, you can see a million dollars under glass. A million people pay a dollar every year to see it.
Nazim Hikmet. On Living
On Living I Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example– I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation. Living is no laughing matter: you must take it seriously, so much so and to such a degree […]
Cornelia Street Cafe 12/10, 6pm
Dear friends in New York or friends who might be in New York this weekend or friends who have New York friends: I’ll be reading at Cornelia Street Cafe on Sunday, 12/10, at 6pm with poets D. Nurkse, Rachel Eliza Griffiths, and Philip Fried. Do come. Bring friends. Tell friends. TOGETHER FOR THE FIRST […]
