No Pink Armadillo This week’s poem moves into surrealist territory. No Pink Armadillo is also what I call a slant-sonnet, which you can read more about in the blog post where I announced the original publication. It is also at least…
this week’s poem is What You Can Overhear — a poem that uses U. S. presidential administration terms to mark time
Octopus Houses OK. It’s still February. It’s still only the first half of February. But if you are in the northeastern part of the US, the gray of winter may be starting to close in on you. I need a change…
Dumbed Down It’s almost the end of January, I promised to post some newer poems, and you haven’t seen one yet. So to that end, this week’s poem is Dumbed Down, appearing here for the first time. Dumbed Down is one…
Stars Crawl Out From Their Caves Here it is, week 3 of 2018 already. This week’s poem, Stars Crawl Out From Their Caves, is from my collection of the same name. This is one of those poems that picks on…
