Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Library Walk: Yeats' When You Are Old

An English poet turns a French poem from a sonnet into a douzain. From the original 14-line poem to a 12-line poem, When You Are Old, becomes an eight-line poem as it appears on New York's Library Walk with only the first two verses cast in bronze.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Dangling in Winter

Breeze? I’ve got the wrong idea
about aid. Is it helpful to sing
to the dying about the dead?
Give me Deuteronomy, Numbers,
the Book of Unholy Dread.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Patrice Bergeron: Beat Poet and Big Bad Bruin

With the NHL All-Star game being played this weekend we are reminded of a commercial for EA Sports NHL 15 video game that has Boston Bruins star Patrice Bergeron reciting a beat-themed hockey poem.

The poem, Feelings, is set in a dark cafe. Bergeron makes his way to the stage in full hockey uniform. He begins to recite the poem as a bass line keeps time. Images of NHL 15 flash on a screen behind the moonlighting all-star.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

The Great Un

I find
that when not smoking a cigarette
or playing a video game,
or solving a puzzle,
eating or drinking something,
or not talking to someone,
reading a book, watching TV,
having the radio on
or doing anything else,

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

The Chapbook — There Is No Safety

There is no safety
beyond these walls;
but here you are
enclosed in all of me
and all I waited for
before the grace of you

Monday, January 19, 2015

Heart Within Your Palms

He’s lived his life attempting to
help everyone with almost anything
& in so doing sacrificed everything,
yet even he knows that
Ambition is a pure form of energy
that can be harnessed
so as to accomplish almost anything.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Etched in Stone: Remembering Gregory Corso

Pyramid at Campo Cestio, Rome, Italy.

Gregory Corso died today

Not today
but on this date

From New York streets
to a resting place in Rome
and the poems between those beats

Thursday, January 15, 2015

On the Road: Uncovering A Cowboy's Prayer in New Mexico

Originally built as a brewery in 1854, Schwenk's Hall in Cimarron, New Mexico was converted into a gambling hall and saloon in 1875. Those wild west days are long gone and the place is now a curio shop.

One of the curious items that we discovered was a vintage postcard with A Cowboy's Prayer written on it. The author of the poem was listed as Author Unknown.

With our curiosity piqued we purchased the card and set about sleuthing this unknown author. Can a poet truly remain unknown?