Little Billboards #9
Her hand cups the rain,while my ears cup her laughter.Then–daylight thunder. Continue reading Little Billboards #9
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Little Billboards #77
Eating the TaleStrategies of foodshould be read by anyonewho likes a long, cold burnimpassioned with clarity. This is eating the tale. Pay homage to disease,obesity, abuse, corruption, danger,to math, to Schwarzenegger. Research something to chew:the lid, the tradition, the landscape. A fierce investigative narrativeis just about perfect. Continue reading Little Billboards #77
In Space No One Can Hear You Kaboom: A Poem
I wrote this Robert Frost/Marvin The Martian poem for a pop culture poetry anthology that ultimately didn’t get published or funded or something. Maybe reading Robert Frost’s “Desert Places” and its “empty spaces between stars” led me to thinking about one of my favorite cartoon characters. I had read Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a … Continue reading In Space No One Can Hear You Kaboom: A Poem
Little Billboards #69
Every banner says“Now Hiring” victims.The task of the branded. Continue reading Little Billboards #69
Little Billboards #14
I feel as out of place as the steel drums on the Commando soundtrack. Continue reading Little Billboards #14
Little Billboards #13
The correspondent received honors in the waron his first book. Continue reading Little Billboards #13
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Little Billboards #65
Workers are scheduledto will each hour.Their labor costsa handful of ass. Continue reading Little Billboards #65
From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Originally published at Eunoia Solstice in 2013. Though not often, I have written commemorative poems. Composing this way can be stressful, but also inspiring. It connects to ancient traditions, to times when the bard’s song was a monument as important as statuary. The specificity of the audience, rather than the imaginary, amorphous readers that I … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Stephen McClurg 