Torsade Literary Space Adventures in Research: Klan Signaling
My Curious Reading Adventures in Research Klan Signaling Don’t Break Up a Set An integral aspect of conscientiously preserving history, is not allowing its component parts to become detached from the source. To offer a variation on the well-known […]
The Marigold Bowl (poem)
The Marigold Bowl The marigold bowl Iridescent with the polished soles of a river rat’s escape motions And carrying, in gaudy panoply of purple green On orange, a sense of occasion If the wise man, who must have been there, counseling Soft-core deadened by the light of a tiny screen Mind […]
On Marketing: Advice for Misfits
My Curious Reading On Marketing: Advice for Misfits Misfits Are Made, Not Born Just as you learn the language (with seeming effortlessness) of your household, you learn social skills by example and teaching, in the home and neighborhood, and don’t learn them if these things […]
On Taste: You and Society (part two)
My Curious Reading On Taste: You and Society (part two) Canonized taste in the matter of poetry. “A poem has to make me think…contain one striking image…illuminate the struggle of existence through intimate experience…” Such statements may be gropings after a true value. […]
Heavenward (poem)
Heavenward Two years ago invented days worked themselves into the timekeeper’s calculations The character, true or false The brilliance of coding every sound began to seem dunderheadedness The sentiment to still believe a sweater might forestall impoverishment Merry season on a Wednesday, celebrate the true faith on a Friday The […]
The Yellow Press: a mini-biography of the Sugar King
My Curious Reading The Yellow Press: part one The Yellow Press was not a term the reading public coined for journalism; it was a term newspapers used to excoriate one another. The feuds erupted notably in the year 1898, when America entered its war with Spain over Cuba. That same year, the term […]
Cry (poem)
Cry Floating below the wharf, he raps twice overhead With the handle of a hand-net, the stranger with no shoes And raffia hat, ambered at the crown with sweat Summoning his awkward date “Doesn’t matter,” is what he murmurs She has let a nervous laugh escape Forcing her to listen through […]