Tartar Sauce
Richard Brautigan
made it punctuation:
Mayonnaise.
And the malaise
of an early palate
could only be crisped
by pickles;
we didn’t all
tell our parents
what we liked to eat;
some of us
made faces
out of our lingue-d
palatial ideas
of our ideals:
food
was our first
taste of life --
what life means
-- could be easily
defined: I like this,
I like this,
I don’t like
tartar sauce
as much as I once
liked it.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Sunday, January 21, 2007
AND I can magically call forth Bad Company jams with my fingertips.
The chapbook Maureen and I wrote together made this list.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Another Triumph in Poetry Engineering...
...by the well-oiled John Cotter and Shafer Hall Poetry Making Machine. Be sure to note the authors' photo. And please note that my bio is written in 3rd person omniscient.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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