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Happy birthday to [alas the late] Keely Smith
Keely Smith and Louis Prima did it: the first time I ever heard "That Old Black Magic" was in a movie theater (the Loews) on 207th Street in a short between two feature films,…
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“Sex Elegy” [by Terence Winch]
My lovers have vanished. I used to have many. One moved to Boston and married a Japanese photographer. Another became a famous actress. Another one, who for a long timeI mistakenly believed to be…
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Where My Dreaming and My Loving Live: Poetry & the Body: Joshua Jennifer Espinoza
Heart-Shaped Bruise, NYC, 1980, Nan Goldin The Body And Its Origins by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza I must have had a good reason to leave.Think back to the body and its origins.Dream of night…
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Next Line, Please: The Minister of Loneliness [by Virginia Valenzuela]
Last week's prompt was to riff off of misheard lines and double meanings, or to write a poem which speaks to the "honor role." On the state of honor in our world, Michael C.…
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“Lydia Davis Thrives, We Thrive” [by Angela Patrinos]
Lydia Davis was the guest of honor of the season-opening poetry forum at the New School in fall 2008, Here is Angela Patrinos's report on the event. <<< If you want to pack the…
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Where My Dreaming and My Loving Live: Poetry & the Body: Ellen Bass [by Emma Trelles]
Amorphous Landscape II: oils & pencils on wood, 2014, Alexandra Levasseur Song to be Sung before Dying by Ellen Bass Break me like bread. Take meapart. Strip each rib down to light.Pour…
