Untitled Poem
Some young man told me this pill works wonders
Don’t know if he’s wrong or right
But I do appreciate his blunders
They roll nicely down the incline of my spine
Eugenia Borkowski
From BIG HAMMER No. 12, 2008, Iniquity Press / Vendetta Books. This issue is available by clicking here…
Madman
There was a time when to call someone a madman
was to give him a complement. Usually
this person had done something so far out of the ordinary
or had exacted some little task with such an attention
to detail that the whole picture was of absolutely
no consequence and it seemed he had taken leave
of his senses when in [...]
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Drunk Radio Poems
My radio has only two stations -
One classical, the other jazz.
When I drink,
I listen to classical.
When I write,
I listen to jazz.
Lately,
I’ve been drinking more
And writing less. So,
The other night,
I borrowed the landlady’s radio.
I wanted to listen to both stations
At the same time.
I figured maybe then
I could drink
AND
Make a few poems.
When I woke up [...]
“Movement is the key to everything,” I over-
heard one of the trainers at the gym say -
amen to that-
I can’t help wondering if
I’m a textbook example of a middle-aged person
endeavoring to retain as much youth as possible
by becoming a gym rat?
my beloved Saul Bellow was a health freak, too
all those gym scenes in his novels
were [...]
SEA POEM FOR SARAH ON HER 21ST BIRTHDAY
AND BECAUSE SHE JUST GRADUATED FROM THE AMERICAN
ACADEMY OF DRAMATIC ARTS IN NEW YORK CITY
The gathering fingers of the one
aaareflecting light
and the roaring
aaaacoming
joyous infallible perfect
Oh molten profoundness
aaaseething
in arcs aaaarolling
aaagathering gathering sun
sun platinum
aaaadriven
land lifted
aaaavoluptuous
satin flawless lustrous
aaaaENUNCIATIONS
leaping leaping leapingaaa up
ragged the arcs
aaamolten [...]
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