From Poetry

“Loving someone is not as hard as you will make it” (guest post)

In my last entry I mentioned the Cantab Lounge open mike. Maybe it’s not the best place to promote a novel, but it’s a wonderful place to listen to poetry and laugh a lot. The participants are mostly young and very funny in between their poems, which are mostly sincere. I heard a poet named Claire Andersen deliver the following kickass poem and was so delighted that I asked her permission to reproduce it here, which she graciously gave. Read more

Our books would be the end of us

I’m adding a poetry page to the site, rather against my better judgment. As I explained a while ago, I wrote a hell of a lot of poems in college, and they represent a part of my writing life that seems to be pretty much over. Interestingly, I’ve noticed that even though social media are very much about the present (I was chagrined to realize that my #TheOneWayRain hashtag only pulls up posts from the past week), that present is elongated; one way to self-promote, for example, is tweet the same blog entries over and over, at varying intervals. So I feel that my old poems may as well move in here, as they’re not going anywhere else. Read more

Poem by Kyle

Someone stole my green
Plastic chair and white plastic stool
I was so mad i went back in the reeds looking for them. Found a much nicer chair
And met a guy who started to take out
His dick
Told him i was just looking for my chair