Recent publication in HOOT

My prose poem/flash fiction was published in HOOT recently, a nifty little press that not only posts work online and includes a sound file of your reading, but also turns some works into postcards. They printed my piece “The Matter of Confusion” as such a card.


Sonnet Beginning with Lines by Milarepa

The purified essence of moving
energy is like an eagle flying.
Or a monkey limping:
Hanuman seeking herbs on the mountain
so brought the whole mountain.

Every word on the page
is pain
coming or going
seeking or striking
each brings its own blood type
running down the paper.
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Hanuman’s foot bled from an arrow strike
so he held the mountain, and flew.


For Björn’s FormForAll, Meeting the Bar on dVerse.  Alright, so I used variations on an already varied form: two sestets and a couplet where the volta summarizes the theme of the poem. The style is very much influenced by Michael McClure, especially his Antechamber & Other Poems.


Perseid Meteor Shower, North Summit 12:viii:17

With a million stars all around
the Perseids scratch like claws
striking sparks across the atmosphere.
Nighthawks chase gnats around our heads
swooping close to our faces, and
we lie back on this dark globe
watching it turn without feeling it.
Earth’s rotation falls behind
the Space Station’s orbit which cuts
between the open pincers of Scorpius.
At midnight the wind is still
desert-warm on the summit and
hunters rustle in the chaparral,
only atoms compared to Orion
who has seen the scorpion
and already fled.

For the dVerse prompt: “choose some lyrics, preferably one line from a favorite song and grow your own poem from it.” So I have used “Peaceful Easy Feeling” by Jack Tempchin:
“And I want to sleep with you in the desert tonight
With a million stars all around”



The Improbable Life and Prescient Poetry of Basil Bunting
by Christopher Spaide
(New Yorker)

Chomei at Toyama 
by Basil Bunting 
(Poetry Foundation)

How America Lost Its Mind:
The nation’s current post-truth moment is the ultimate expression of mind-sets that have made America exceptional throughout its history.
by Kurt Andersen
(The Atlantic)

1922: The Year That Transformed English Literature
by Eric Bennett
(New York Times Book Review)

Marianne Moore’s Poetry, the Way She Intended It
by Stephen Burt
(New York Times Book Review)

Deep Dives Into How Poetry Works (and Why You Should Care)
by Craig Morgan
(New York Times Book Review)

Derek Walcott and the Peculiar Disturbance of His Poetry
by Ishion Hutchinson
(New York Times Book Review)

Professor Ginsberg’s Notes on the Beats
by Ann Douglas
(New York Times Book Review)

‘The personal is environmental’
Gabriel Ojeda-Sague interviews Eric Sneathen and Lauren Levin

Prompt: Lines from Fortune Cookies

Everybody does this one. Don’t worry about it.

Your lucky number is one, but it makes others dislike you.

Someday your blueberry crumble will win a blue ribbon.

The plans of your cats have reached completion. Don’t return home!

You will convert loneliness into a great mastery of Jeopardy.

When the mouse on your computer stops working, so will you.

Look both ways before crossing love, otherwise a fire engine may result.

I have been following you for several days now, and as hauntings go, yours has been the dullest.

This one was written after the cookie was baked, so it was in the past tense.

There is someone close by who thinks you smell.

You cannot prove I wrote this.

I make less than minimum wage and you can afford to eat out. You tell me something good.

She who binds her own foot will meter stress before a break.

You will meet someone someday. It will not be Frank O’Hara.

No one will publish this one.

We ran out of p’s (after that one), so someday you will be resident.