My dear and generous friend Miette has done a wonderful thing for me, she is going to begin podcasting The Man Who Can’t Die today, here: http://themanwhocantdie.com/
Miette has a wonderful podcast. She reads, sometimes from the bathtub, an eclectic slew of matter that staggers me with its breadth. She is also a great writer and [...]
6.2
There were a couple of fifty-year-old men at the end of the bar and some guys in their late twenties at a table drinking a pitcher and shouting.
“I’ll have a frosty schooner of your finest, barkeep,” Sally said when the bored, haggard, middle-aged man wiped up some beer spill from the place next to ours [...]
The Sycamore Tree
Not to the sycamore tree
grave of republicans
or the communist party
not to the stones and bricks
or these buildings
or the tangle of ivy
the daffodils or the April
rain that brings them, no white
in the mirror’s face nor black
not to fortune
nor to any state
no flags no familiars
in interstellar spaces
no faceless friend
or beguiling interiors
the moss doesn’t call
the ferns [...]
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