Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Me and the Kids Today
You become tired of my kids. Things are like that, life changes. But I'm not tired of my kids. Max especially likes the second picture from the bottom because he was making a Michelangelo face. I'm talking Mutant Ninja Turtles. Mike is the jokester, people. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you don't know what I'm talking about. Stella was on the verge of crying. But she finally got it.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Hitler's Mustache Readings That Are Soon
Notre Dame University, South Bend, IN November 26
Burlesque Poetry, Washington D.C., October 29
The Zinc Bar, New York City, NY October 28
Behind the Egg Reading Series, Albany, NY, October 27
Mipo Reading Series, Stain Bar, New York City, NY October 26
Observable Reading Series, St. Louis, MS, October 4
Burlesque Poetry, Washington D.C., October 29
The Zinc Bar, New York City, NY October 28
Behind the Egg Reading Series, Albany, NY, October 27
Mipo Reading Series, Stain Bar, New York City, NY October 26
Observable Reading Series, St. Louis, MS, October 4
Labels: in Reverse Order, things that are upcoming
Friday, September 21, 2007
One Evening
I was just writing a poem
here, which was
horrible
so now I'm replacing it
with this.
What is horrible
is always really
horrible.
What is now
is always now.
It was horrible now.
Now, it was horrible.
Now, how horrible.
here, which was
horrible
so now I'm replacing it
with this.
What is horrible
is always really
horrible.
What is now
is always now.
It was horrible now.
Now, it was horrible.
Now, how horrible.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
The Candle Is in the Shape of a 1, Estella Jo
It's not so much that she's beautiful, people, but that she's beautiful also. I want to say a bunch of things but they're all ridiculous.
It's not so much that she's my daughter, people, but that she's the daughter of a human being. I want to say a bunch of things but it's just silly to even start.
Labels: the terrific light
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Advancing Something that Doesn't Go Anywhere
I am moving
to a new
see you soon
I was
saying, but
who listens
to that
shit? No one.
The door
you come
through is
the same
door you
that bores
you. Me too.
That's
the deal
with leaving.
to a new
see you soon
I was
saying, but
who listens
to that
shit? No one.
The door
you come
through is
the same
door you
that bores
you. Me too.
That's
the deal
with leaving.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
It Was True Then and Now
From what I can tell, there is a review of Hitler's Mustache
in the new Rain Taxi. Well, I'm thinking things. Sometimes
the terrific thing it that you don't know. I am waiting for a copy.
When things begin to break down, you look up, and there are buildings.
in the new Rain Taxi. Well, I'm thinking things. Sometimes
the terrific thing it that you don't know. I am waiting for a copy.
When things begin to break down, you look up, and there are buildings.
Labels: at the Mt Cup, for Kate Greenstreet and Janet Holmes, in Muncie, see you sept 13, september
Monday, September 10, 2007
See You Soon!
Okay, seriously. There is a place called Muncie, Indiana. It has problems, but the following isn't one of them:
Two poets from out of town are coming here. There is Kate Greenstreet and there is Janet Holmes. They will be reading at The MT Cup at 8 pm on Thursday, September 13. Are you in the vicinity of Muncie, Indiana? Are you the slightest bit interested in poetry? You should consider attending this reading, and bringing a date, or friend. You might consider buying Kate's book or Janet's book, or Kate's and Janet's books. These are all real possibilities. I know because I've checked it out. I've done the research. I am hoping you can dig it.
Two poets from out of town are coming here. There is Kate Greenstreet and there is Janet Holmes. They will be reading at The MT Cup at 8 pm on Thursday, September 13. Are you in the vicinity of Muncie, Indiana? Are you the slightest bit interested in poetry? You should consider attending this reading, and bringing a date, or friend. You might consider buying Kate's book or Janet's book, or Kate's and Janet's books. These are all real possibilities. I know because I've checked it out. I've done the research. I am hoping you can dig it.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
The New Season
There are friends, and people who
have been around you for a long
time, on accident.
There are also accidents on the highway
and you hope to avoid those.
Sometimes, it's raining crazy
and you can hardly see when you're driving.
You even pass some cars that
have pulled over because it's too much.
But you keep driving.
You figure it's safer than parking
beside a highway.
Then there is the day when
you drive home. That's always something.
There's the chicken sandwiches.
There are also mosquito bites.
It is a kooky world.
Things happen in it, and yet you are
always the one who feels silly.
Nobody really talks about Proximity,
but it's a good TV show.
have been around you for a long
time, on accident.
There are also accidents on the highway
and you hope to avoid those.
Sometimes, it's raining crazy
and you can hardly see when you're driving.
You even pass some cars that
have pulled over because it's too much.
But you keep driving.
You figure it's safer than parking
beside a highway.
Then there is the day when
you drive home. That's always something.
There's the chicken sandwiches.
There are also mosquito bites.
It is a kooky world.
Things happen in it, and yet you are
always the one who feels silly.
Nobody really talks about Proximity,
but it's a good TV show.
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Important Photographs in Life
It is possible to see your children as little Buddhas that create a sort of worship. That makes you think of infant worship and the major religions. This photo was just taken yesterday. Also, you're like, that's fucking beautiful.
This is from a few weeks ago. Left to right, that's Jake, Me, Max, and Dylan. Jake and Dylan are my brother's boys. I don't see them much. This is in front of my house. When I was a kid, I never knew anything cooler than my brother. Max is my son. It's a Thursday morning when this was taken. Back in the 80's my brother's navy, lace-up Vans pedaled the coolest BMX bike in Fort Wayne, Indiana.
Labels: my 200th post to this blog
Saturday, September 01, 2007
The Show
You wonder about poetry.
You think, Why?
It seems like a knuckle ball.
You wonder how it interacts with yourself.
Yourself is troubled by words and other stuff.
This is stupid and troubling, you think.
That's true, says the kid in your head.
Now's when you start to feel funny.
With the whole world rubbing across your eyes, you're sure
you see something like a faint bird. It is sailing
into the sky in your eyelids.
Well, sure, it's blue there, but also red clouds
are rising and then sighing.
Yeah, no one is sure about anything, but I feel
certain that the lifting curtain is really real.
You think, Why?
It seems like a knuckle ball.
You wonder how it interacts with yourself.
Yourself is troubled by words and other stuff.
This is stupid and troubling, you think.
That's true, says the kid in your head.
Now's when you start to feel funny.
With the whole world rubbing across your eyes, you're sure
you see something like a faint bird. It is sailing
into the sky in your eyelids.
Well, sure, it's blue there, but also red clouds
are rising and then sighing.
Yeah, no one is sure about anything, but I feel
certain that the lifting curtain is really real.