Commercial Interruption
I just learned that a Millennial Pedestrian subscriber bought 20 copies of The Millennial Pedestrian book as gifts for the holidays. While this blog is not exactly what you’d call a commercial venture in the classic P & L sense, lurking in the background there is a product. So pardon me for interrupting your […]
I didn’t know the work of Paul Violi until I came across this poem in The Best American Poetry 2006. Turns out he’s written 12 books of poetry, he’s just about my age, teaches at The New School and Columbia. I am going to track down some of his books and see if the rest […]
“How good the wine tastes / That has run red / Out of a laughing mouth!”
“I caught a tremendous fish…”
“The eyes open to a cry of pulleys …”
Write a “Manipulated Fourteen Line Poem.”
“Whatever it is you are struggling to remember / is not poised on the tip of your tongue…”
TMP is traveling in a non-pedestrian manner to Austria for two weeks, bicycling around in the Salzkammergut. Meanwhile, please ramble around on the site. There’s a lot of poetry here now, not all of it mine. Post your comments if you’re in the mood — the feedback is the most fun and gratifying thing about […]
Sometimes, every poet must feel like Donald Justice — all alone at 3 in the morning and just one second-story light on in a little town in the middle of nowhere. Are his headlights the candle that lights the darkness? For such a small poem, it carries some weight on its slim shoulders. In fact, […]
“In the ashen newsreels, / the avenues of cities / are broad rivers flowing with hats.”
