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new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Hard As Rock Provenance
Where you can
Still stand where
You come from,
No matter where
Or how
Hard that is.
Monday, August 29, 2011
The Heights of Fancy
We know
The poet’s voice has reached
Its pinnacle when
We can hear a pin
Drop here down below.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Poetry Only As Old As You Feel
The Poet as Methuselah
—for Joe Hutchison
Honestly, I’m an old man
But I’m not really
That old.
I was just
Feeling my age when
These lines came to me,
Forever young.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Faced with Below the Belt Criticism, the Besmirched Poet Retaliates
You cocky fly you—
Fouling
My immaculate sheets
Of verse—I swear
Before my hour’s through,
Your shit shall be maculating
The fan too.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Back by Popular Demand
After four months, still saying
goodbye
.
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