The 1899 Commissioner of the General Land Office meets Sylvia A. Perkins, lover of Floral Poetry
I found the book, written by the Commissioner of the General Land Office, in a dusty bookcase in a dark little room toward the back of a secondhand shop in Snohomish, Washington. The gilded lettering … [Read more...]
Dew Drops: Four Poems
Good bye to The 4 AM jolt Watching you Grind sandal wood Good bye to The bucket showers Watching you Put on thanaka Like prawn salad Like Zarni's laughter Our innocence Was never born … [Read more...]
City of the Red Night: Burroughs poems by Alan Catlin
City of the Red Night He came from some place so far away and unknowable there wasn't a word invented yet to describe it. He spoke of a city of unnatural red nights and impossible vivid … [Read more...]
Liz Taylor’s Lovers – for Ted Joans
he wants desperately to do different things he stretches out his arms & the leaves come to him he is a poet he puts out his american hands & grain grows from their fingertips like the … [Read more...]
Anything Can Happen: Bruno Sourdin in conversation with Gary Cummiskey
Bruno Sourdin is a French poet and collagist. He was born in 1950 in the Mont-Saint-Michel area. After studying journalism in Paris, he travelled in Morocco, Egypt, and India. He now lives in … [Read more...]
Lift Off: Poems by Stephen Bett
Lift Off 30 : half rimed word I am galled, gulled I am a gull for punish ment Throw me your scraps & I will dine out for days Gluttonous bird starved for months, miscuing on … [Read more...]
BOB KAUFMAN poet of ecstatic litany by Matt Hill
BOB KAUFMAN poet of ecstatic litany Bob Kaufman’s poetry of jazz echoes Bob Kaufman is a traveler of deep space Bob Kaufman is a holder of many sorrows Bob Kaufman in syncopated dream chanter … [Read more...]
Magic – Amy Fusselman
My daughter likes to pick up scraps from the floor of the art room at her school. She brought home a brown puff ball she had tied to a leash of blue ribbon. “Look, I made this,” she announced, … [Read more...]
A Third Scroll of Malachite: A Painting by Joost de Jonge and Poem by Norman Dubie
A Third Scroll of Malachite —circa 800 AD The magus as a small boy in Egypt in his faded linens thought that the torchlight reflected in the harbor was a simple exchange of sleeping gulls over … [Read more...]
Allen Ginsberg’s Typewriter and 2 more poems by Jim Bennett
Allen Ginsberg's typewriter I bought Allen Ginsberg's portable Olivetti typewriter from a pawnshop in Liverpool where he had left it on an Autumn day in 1965 (I had to pay a bit extra for … [Read more...]
Blue Heart Jazz: Paintings by Rachel Davis and Poems by Sam Silva
MIDNIGHT CALLS A POEM Midnight calls a poem for empty prayers or empty praise and now I am alone in the shell of the dark after that bored terror of the days ...and soon I will be a bird, … [Read more...]
Trout Fishing: Richard Brautigan Poems by Alan Catlin
Richard Brautigan’s Trout Fishing in America Winter leaks from the cracked tar sealing around the carbon stained brick chimney forming puddles of sludge and ash along with the spilled hurricane … [Read more...]
Little Spells: Poems by Maya Jewell Zeller
Little Spell with Chest X-ray sweet girl made of dust & water/ please leave jewelry at home/ wear open, loose clothing/ this will not hurt a bit/ possibly we will ask you to don this gown/ you … [Read more...]
A poem by Azadeh Asahi
By my sweetheart's body, on the lands beyond the borders, a flower has grown. Every morning, my eyes water the enemy's garden. … [Read more...]
Poems by Krisztián Tóbiás, translated by Károly Sándor Pallai
The stigmata of the masons are bleeding sticking together the bricks as a sacrifice is required a blood sacrifice to keep the walls from tumbling down and from striking them dead blinking … [Read more...]
In Jay DeFeo ‘s Voice: Six Poems by Beth Spencer
The following poems are written in the voice of Bay Area artist Jay DeFeo (1929-89), most famous for her huge painting THE ROSE but whose works included sculptures, jewelry, photography and many … [Read more...]
Poems by Jeff Bagato
A lost message of kings electrical lines choke the sky— a buzz of power thrusting wind aside, we hear words only in … [Read more...]
Five poems on the Beat Generation
Jan Kerouac Baby Driver "Looking for adventure in whatever comes my way I was a true nature's child Born to be wild-----" Steppenwolf Dreams of Hawaiian island paradise home ends up in a … [Read more...]
Three poems by John T. Trigonis
Footprints You can never be truly naked with all that ink etched into your epidermis, living off and loving every once-clean inch of you. Footprints clawed into ivory sand-skin, silverfish … [Read more...]