by Splabman | Aug 9, 2015 | POPO
The second poem from the 2015 August Poetry Postcard Fest, this one is really the first, since #505 was a dry run and #506 starts the poems that all lead off with a quote from Joanne Kyger. And I am finding her new book On Time wonderful and am getting all sorts of...
by Splabman | Aug 9, 2015 | POPO
Thanks to Sam Hamill’s suggestion, I have been reading Crowded by Beauty a biography of Beat Poet and Zen Monk Philip Whalen by David Schneider. Am loving it and finding it a great companion and inspiration for the 9th annual August Poetry Postcard Fest. The...
by Splabman | Aug 9, 2015 | Uncategorized
I was at the Bernie Sanders rally yesterday (8.8.15) in downtown Seattle’s Westlake Center where he was interrupted a second time by protestors from #BlackLivesMatter. And I get why it is #BlackLivesMatter and not #AllLivesMatter. Unemployment, incarceration...
by Splabman | Aug 5, 2015 | Uncategorized
“The poem beats you down the street*” when the poem is written as an act of discovery. It’s part of the joy of an open form. The prophecy in this batch of poems from the series I’ve been posting for a few months now portends my Father’s...
by Splabman | Aug 4, 2015 | Uncategorized
To start a poetry culture in a town that had none before your arrival and to have that community continue while you have nothing to do with it, sounds a lot like MY story. There was a short-lived writer’s open mic in downtown Auburn, WA (the former Slaughter)...
