Tonight, I sipped goat milk kefir, thought about modern womanhood and Dorothy Parker’s witticisms, and wrote this poem (as usual, still a draft): Vim & Vigor She shuffles the dating matrix, dealing deftly for Friday night; the Cowboy deserves Saturday; the new guy just took a late flight. I watch her play with those quick [...]

The poetry world is rather upset this week about the “pirated poetry anthology” Issue 1, published as a .pdf (3,785 pages) by Stephen McLaughlin and Jim Carpenter. A Kristen Taylor is included, and her poem on page 104 is titled “Coats made without courage”. I find the project amusing and imagine the editors rounded out [...]

…so runs the middle line of a marvelous Merwin poem published in March in the New Yorker. And so water splashed down the middle of my day, cleansing, replacing. I opened the door to watch colors washing, the drops marring the stillness of the pool a few steps from my door; but then, flashes of [...]