International Call
You can see in the early light of dawn
Facing the noise of the so-called Twilight
Bright stars through the perilous fight, and a wide range of his lines and
Flow because we are bold, fluttering looking at the wall?
The rockets red light, and bombs, and the explosion [...]
I’ve added a tab over there on the right (“NEIGHBORS’) to spruce things up around here.
Now Starring…
The temporary home of poet G.M. Quinte, currently residing in his cousin’s guesthouse and on my server. Stunningly opaque free verse. The Slow Paparazzo. His motto: “Right Place + Wrong Time = 100% Fame.” Jean-Jacques Arsenault’s inspirational [...]
My second year at Iowa, I lived with three poets in a farmhouse out on Taft Ave SE.
Here’s a fake painting of it, complete with cut-and-paste signature. (It had been moved to that location some years before and so had no trees around it. Kind of creepy, huh?)
It’s gone now, or moved. [...]
bits and bytes
Yesterday I heard a window-washer say to his co-worker: “I don’t usually talk to my psychic about everyday stuff.”
Facebook is starting to reach terminal velocity…when you’ve got more friends than you care to have, when just about everyone has jumped on board. Recall the shipwrecks of Friendster and MySpace. Get a life, or a [...]
Over at Critical Mass, John Freeman was kind enough to post John Updike’s Rules for Book Reviewing, all of which fall well within the boundaries of common sense. As I mentioned in ur so hacky you don’t even know ur hacky, I’m relatively naive vis-a-vis the conventions of book reviewing. I sort of [...]
Meanwhile, back in the real world, apparently GM Quinte, longtime squatter visiting poet at this domain, has become a victim of some kind of poetic identity theft.
I have to say, I saw this all over the intarweb the other day and gave it the big ol’ meh.
And then I clicked, finally.
I did not regret it.
For those of you who subsist on so-called real poetry, GM Quinte is participating in NaPoWriMo, squeezing out one gem after [...]
[Rackett Lyricist/Guitarist/Percussionist Muldoon.]
Paul Muldoon has a band.
And, yes, they have a MySpace page.
Laurel, over at jewishyirishy, posted an ancient photograph of a Halloween trip to the Iowa City Hy-Vee, circa 1998. We were probably enroute to a party at the farmhouse.
In response, another from the series. Yours truly plays the unsuspecting Space Villain. Brian’s breasts are amazing, Tanya’s hair is off the hook, Laurel’s boots [...]
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