Everywhere, sooner than later, there will be a hint of honey On the bread box to start, where insomnia takes me to feed ..........my hunger for sleep On the jar made mosaic by fresh drips still molten and old drops ..........petrified to amber.crystals preserving memories of past nights On the table and on the counter …
Author: Jedediah Smith
Instructor of English Composition and Literature
Loitering on Earth
Next time the cops “whaddaya doin here” and you wanna ................................break out of the script try telling them.............. “writing poetry” Long pause Stone face You’re observing - absorbing - noticing - staring - lazing - loafing - goofing - linking - juxtaposing - brooding - figuring - suffering - writing If you really wanna crack …
T-bone Trailblazer
Surely as Jim Bowie or Jim Bridger, Mrs. Johnson's son Jimmy was an American pioneer, cutting his way through uncharted forests of primeval bebop. He followed the changes blazed by Prez among the reeds, taking a trombone out of the safety of big bands and sliding into little combos exploring the frontiers of sound. The …
PoJo #3 is live
Our third podcast has just gone up - still on schedule, surprisingly - exploring poetry about isolation and oppression. Listen or download from our Sound Files page I'm adding the YouTube video here as well. The show is primarily audio and the video portion little more than slides. But some prefer it that way and …
Ba-Dum-Tss
Pepkin had begun seeing things, so he made an appointment with his analyst. Doc, I’ve begun seeing things, he said. Old movies? his analyst asked. Those have fallen out of fashion. I’m cancelling your prescription. No Doc, mostly chickens. Free range? his analyst asked. Mainly at home. Injun chiefs are riding them, hunting buffalo in …
