Monthly Archives: June 2025

Spasms of Lunacy: Triolet

There are lessons to be found in these ancient desks where many hearts are gouged.(Peter Kline) A There are lessons to be found in theseB Halls where horny boys now dead had trudged. c The ancient desks where many hearts … Continue reading

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‘Ebullient, Rigorous and Boastfully Esoteric’

Walker Mimms’s treatment of Hilma af Klint is elegant, lyrical, explicit. Ebullient, rigorous and boastfully esoteric, these “Nature Studies,” as she called them, reveal the didactic side of a pioneer in nonliteral art. This is an economical show of some … Continue reading

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Campaign in Poetry, Govern in Fiction

“Eggs have come down 400%. Everybody has eggs now.”— Trump, apparently unaware prices can only drop 100% Say What? Archive No no, it’s true. Eggs aren’t only FREE now, grocery stores are PAYING customers to walk out with plenty of … Continue reading

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Caviar Bumps at Butterworth’s: Triolet

A The scene is festive. Where the flames are fedB Tainted choirs croon, “More and more is less.”c Spuds fried in tallow — gag me with a spoon!A The scene is festive where the flames are fed.a In the eyes, … Continue reading

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Before Bidding Eau de Revoir to the May Issue

Here’s something called a triolet from Poetry, May 2025. The form is new to me and strikes a chord: concision, repetition, the discipline imposed. Triolet with a Line by Sylvia Plathby Brittany Perham We take the N out to the … Continue reading

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Pride Goeth Before a Parade

They say: A man who can’t tell shoe polish from shinola is fit to be tied by time and the tide. It’s one of those old sayings they say is never insufficient to the day thereof.  They say: A stitch … Continue reading

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Manifest MAEGAN

Make American English Great Again Now  — MAEGAN — is a sweet hotrod of a movement, a screaming dragster with four-barrel carburetor smoking the shithole competition wherever jalopies duke it out. The Nineteen-Fifties burn rubber in the Twenty-Twenties like there’s … Continue reading

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Nice Day. Be a Shame You Didn’t Have One.

Where the living language is concerned, which let’s face it. So.  Can you spot the tuber posing as a goober? What about a dangled thought left to? Hip to messaging that carries false report? Words happening metaphorically, knot in real … Continue reading

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