Post Tagged with: "poets"

  • Otre vez

    Miguel Seco walked into Café Cervantes and slapped a fat coin on the mahogany bar. Staring each patron in the eye, he announced, “This gold goes to the one whose poem pleases me most.” A hush fell as we all […]

  • When poetry strikes

    I walk the dog around the park, Muttering a poem. He looks askance as I repeat lines to etch them on gray parchment. I nod distractedly to leery passers-by, hoping I don’t look crazy reciting rhyme to a dog. If […]

  • legacy

    I’ve become the caretaker of a small collection of works by a minor poet who abruptly stopped writing when his muse moved on. Did he feel like a man whose mistress has taken a younger lover? Or was this as […]

  • Billy

    It doesn’t seem the least bit odd that all the members of the orchestra are dogs. Some in tuxedos, some in black gowns, sitting, waiting — good dogs! — for the conductor to raise a long meaty bone. Some clear […]

  • at this very moment

    If you are wondering what I am doing at this very moment: I am writing a poem that might be read long after I’m dead by someone not yet born, so that I might know what they are doing at […]

  • Dickey

    He caught an adolescent’s mind with sex and wreckage, a tragic fall, and the grotesque sheep child. His was poetry deformed and twisted and I could not look away. I had no words of my own no tongue for lust […]

  • some lesser poet

    At Poetica Autowerks, we know when you have miles to go nothing gets you there as rhythmically as a Frost. While the Whitman leaves little to desire, kick the tire of the new Emerson — It’s transcendental! Or maybe some […]