The spider sitting on the ledge, fat and hidden, not even bothering with the work of a web, waiting and never speaking its mind. More at http://jasondehartjustliving.blogspot.com.
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Dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile I confess the truth is I like your smile I like your eyes I like your soul I like your inner beauty I like your goodness more than words can describe your very beauty I imbibe Signed Mónika The post Signed | Mónika Tóth appeared first on Best…
In February 2015, Gabriel Don took photos at a reading honoring the first recipients of the Paul Violi Prize at the New School. You’ll recognize the late Bob Hershon, Tony Towle, Honor Moore, Marc Cohen, Susan Baran, Charles North, Rozanne Gold, Sharon Mesmer, Luis Jaramillo, Laura Cronk, Stacey Lehman, David Lehman, and Mariam Zafar. …
The spring rains Brought driftwood Down the river Depositing it At the boat ramp A mess That blocked the launch Of recreational craft I saw her approach Pulling a little cart She gleaned the pile Moving the limbs Searching for the pieces Bleached white By the turgid foam She eyed it Rejecting some Gathering others…
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Why do award committees pin the tail on the horse’s ass? Because award committees combine a universal truth (“everyone’s a critic”) with an old punch line (“the committee in charge of designing a horse came up with a camel”). What is a critic? According to the critic Kenneth Tynan, “the critic is one who knows…
Day dream out the window.Watch birds perch on trees.See sums mathematically disappearand photographic figures historically freeze. Watch your parents come back to lifeand days miraculously dawn.See your diary mundanely returnto the day you were born. Watch glasses drink up bar tenderspouring down their throat benders.See calendars for decades to comeand chew predictions like weather forecast…
