Monthly Archives: September 2026

Calico Girl

She didn’t want me to show you her jawline because my clumsy hand had lent it a possum-like delineation which we agreed was unflattering. Old calico’s not what she used to be.Humps distances on three arthritic legs —Lost the left … Continue reading →

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I’m in a Platonic Relationship with God

True Believer:— The one true god exhorts his servants to exalt the one true god.Me:— How is exaltation carried out? Is it a speech act? As in, “I exalt you, lord.”True Believer:— Could be.Me:— Who can know whether I speak … Continue reading →

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Lee Krasner

For many of Krasner’s contemporaries — Perle Fine, Anne Ryan, Hedda Sterne, Michael (Corinne) West, to name a few — money and fame weren’t motivating factors because they weren’t even within the realm of possibility. With paths to a professional … Continue reading →

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I Have Me a Cat

Name of Midnight. He’s a smoldering coal,Cat afire. Icicles of burnt siennaPrickle his inkiness. Cheeky usurperOf this enterprise which is myselfHas a preternatural luster to him.Wish I’d named him Buckminster or Trajan.I’m only half serious when I sayDude has the … Continue reading →

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Thoughts on Thinking About Modern Verse

I will have such revenges on you both that all the world shall—I will do such things what they are, yet I know not. (Shakespeare, King Lear) I think of much modern verse as language exhibiting unwonted, thus potentially interesting, … Continue reading →

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Colossus of Lapsus

A defining word for a moment captures the moment in a captivating way.Think of something legendarily large, say, the Colossus of Rhodes,Wonder-of-the-world-level specimen of attentional dimension,Commensurate with, say, a full-on breakdown in the cereal aisleOf the supermarket of nations. Colossus. … Continue reading →

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I Have Me a Sister

I have me a sister whose every reportIs she’s fit as a fiddle and couldn’t be better.Her world is the best of all possible places,No matter she could be as mad as a hatter. There’s nary an ache or in … Continue reading →

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Sung Now

Harriet Tennessee AlexanderDid not suffer an overripe deaconTo go unremarked from where she stood.My great grandmother, duly churched herself,Would slyly christen the immoderate soulA constipated Baptist. Landing hardOn self-righteous in her considered viewCould overplay the sanctimony card.The railroad bisecting her … Continue reading →

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Battle Hymn of the Besotted

We know that God loves. But did you know that God also hates?(Franklin Graham) Frankly, reverend, you’re a broken cracker,Besotted bottom-of-the-barrel divine,Breath blown into a mud pie by your maker,Reared on sodawater and moonshine. Word cloud from a cherrypicked psalterHovers … Continue reading →

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