It is strange to think, As I had not thought before, About what I’ve sacrificed to be who I am About how the program I signed up for Or was signed up in me In 1978 Maybe precluded romantic love Or at least the lasting kind Because it didn’t fit With the self-centered mind, the [...]
Archive for September, 2008
Poem of the Day: Room with a View
Posted in Nina Alvarez, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing, tagged room with a view on 09/11/2008 | 3 Comments »
Poem of the Day: California Plush
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing, tagged California Plush, Frank Bidart on 09/11/2008 | Leave a Comment »
California Plush The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing right into the center of the city, the Capitol Tower on the right, and beyond it, Hollywood Boulevard blazing –pimps, surplus stores, footprints of the stars –descending through the city fast as the [...]
Poem of the Day: Ceriserie
Posted in Joshua Clover, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing, tagged Ceriserie on 09/09/2008 | 1 Comment »
Ceriserie Music: Sexual misery is wearing you out. Music: Known as the Philosopher’s Stair for the world-weariness which climbing it inspires. One gets nowhere with it. Paris: St-Sulpice in shrouds. Paris: You’re falling into disrepair, Eiffel Tower this means you! Swathed in gold paint, Enguerrand Quarton whispering come with me under the shadow of this [...]
Poem of the Day: Etre Avoir
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing, tagged etre avoir on 09/07/2008 | Leave a Comment »
Etre Avoir To be so tired as to sleep on a pin To be so tired that you can’t let it in. To be lost in a gaffe from 1909 To be soif de le chaffe To be quartered behind To be honored by Balzac or a similar name To be close on the heels [...]
