Shel Silverstein wrote the first poems I remember reading and they were frequently silly, but it was a silliness that kept me reading all of his work, some of which, is not so silly. Between Silverstein and MAD Magazine, I cane to enjoy language that had a sense of humor, even if it came with … Continue reading My Earliest Poetry Experiences + An Exercise + A Poem
No surprise being uneasyto approach self-approval,the young man thread a soul. Continue reading Little Billboards #88
writing to findthe rules not to beto be Continue reading Little Billboards #41
With my current job I travel more than I ever have. One way I stave off homesickness is by reading books my wife has given me (and rereading poems we’ve written for each other). The one I keep picking up for now is Letters to Véra, Vladimir Nabokov’s letters to Véra Slonim from their first … Continue reading Good night. The day seems to be breaking. The sky is green.–Friday Love Letters
Originally written for The Terror Test episode grading The Fireman, Baskin, and Southbound. Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas! or Repetition In Heaven and Hell “I think this story is about Hell. A version where you are condemned to do the same thing over and over again. Existentialism, baby, what a concept: paging Albert Camus. There’s an idea … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: The Terror Test: Test Prep #6
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku. Continue reading Little Billboards #4
Her hand cups the rain,while my ears cup her laughter.Then–daylight thunder. Continue reading Little Billboards #9
Pride and Prejudice has been a favorite novel since college. I found it a difficult, rewarding book. I found the prose difficult initially, but I kept reading because I enjoyed the Bennetts so much. I read Pride and Prejudice at least four times before it dawned on me that I should read Austen’s other novels. … Continue reading Omit Heedless Words: The Elements of Style According to Emma Woodhouse
After writing about martians yesterday, I remembered two of my favorite extraterrestrial quotes in the old Mysteries of Mind, Space, and Time collection: Truth is denied to the constipated. That which is known as cancer comes through the teeth. While these are my preferred translations, the editors graciously offer a variation on each. Constipated for … Continue reading Trust No One Constipated: More UFOs and the Loch Ness Eel
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