The Fastest Gun In The West by Tony Moffeit

THE FASTEST GUN IN THE WEST for todd moore you were the bone wind that slid inside the hand that slapped the holster faster than anyone else you were the one for whom the poem was a gun whose words Continue reading The Fastest Gun In The West by Tony Moffeit

tony moffeit | born to be blue

Born To Be Blue by Tony Moffeit Genre: Poetry, Trade Paper, 6X9. Publisher: Lummox Press (PO Box 5301 San Pedro, CA 90733-5301) | www.lummoxpress.com | ISBN: 978-1-929878-85-7 | Pages:100 | Publishing Date: Oct. 2011 | $15 + shipping I’ve known Continue reading tony moffeit | born to be blue

tony moffeit | the language of death

THE LANGUAGE OF DEATH todd moore died friday, march 12, and after recovering from the devastation of losing a close friend to a sudden death, i couldn’t help but realize the irony of his death at a time when he Continue reading tony moffeit | the language of death

todd moore | writing poetry, burning the house

You can plan to burn a house down. You can even do it on the spur of the moment and then step back and enjoy the heat of the fire and the way it blows the windows out and breaks Continue reading todd moore | writing poetry, burning the house

tony moffeit | it is the first day of 2010

it is the first day of 2010 and i ask myself what is the greatest measure of one’s worth. and i answer myself that it is one’s own madness of love with life. as one is constantly madly in love Continue reading tony moffeit | it is the first day of 2010

todd moore | blood and fate under mad stars

Writing poetry in america. Writing poetry in america under the sign of the gun. Writing poetry in some broken down american bar. Writing poetry while trying to drive a cab. In america. Writing poetry while working at the post office, Continue reading todd moore | blood and fate under mad stars

tony moffeit | outlaw consciousness

Friedrich Nietzsche | Drawing by Hans Olde when i think of outlaw i think of a change in consciousness. a new level of consciousness. the first outlaws, to me, were those who initiated a change in thinking, a change in Continue reading tony moffeit | outlaw consciousness

todd moore | falling asleep in outlaw country

Falling asleep in outlaw country. Falling asleep in Boot Hill Bed and Breakfast in outlaw country, the Wyatt Earp room. Falling asleep in outlaw country with the sounds of the trains whistling down the tracks. Falling asleep in outlaw country, Continue reading todd moore | falling asleep in outlaw country

tony moffeit | scorching the darkness: the channeling of dillinger

i read todd moore’s latest dillinger poem, meditations on a machine gun, just written and so new that it has not even been submitted, and i realize why he reaches another level of intensity, another level of obsessive fever, another Continue reading tony moffeit | scorching the darkness: the channeling of dillinger