In Credible Evidence

Our politicos? 

They’re unerring. Give them something 

To believe in and they’ll plug it 

Full of holes. 

Announcing the Results of Vazambam's Poetry Giveaway Contest!

                            Some rembetika before the big moment. 

 

                             The hand in the hat……………and
 

Congratulations to Elisabeth Hanscombe and Tom Clark! Your copies of Sentences will shortly be in the mail. I also want to thank everybody who participated in the contest—all of you are winners even if you didn’t win this one. 

(By the way, my first girlfriend's name was Jacqueline aka "Jackie".)

Insatiated

Give all of yourself and you say 

You’ve not given enough, give less 

And you still want more. 

For Better or Worse, Lads

What are they after, our souls, traveling 

on rotten brine-soaked timbers 

from harbor to harbor? 

—George Seferis, from “Mythistorema” 

So when 

We finally found out where 

We were going, we thought 

We’d better take one 

Last good look back at what 

We were leaving and that’s when 

We shoved off for good. 

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Pegasus and Company

If—as you say, my dear Wallace— 

There was indeed a time when

Both steed and rider were noble, how come 

It's only the rider who's now 

A transmogrified ass? 

Moderator’s comment: The reader (and/or perhaps, writer) is kindly instructed to sashay over to Cinquor's PDF Corral where our Noble Rider Huuk probably picked up his misguided, asinine idea of trying to harness the sound of words. I tell you if Stevens were alive, he’d be kicking some bad ass and picking up the insurance benefits to boot!