With the rain slowed to a drizzle, we sat around a guttering fire, working cuss words into the conversation for practice. Intent on winning this little competition, I was the last to notice that the other guys had shut up. And looked up. “Can I help you, sir?,” said the kid across the fire. That … [more]
No justice, no poets. Know one here but just us…
13-May-2010 by 4 Comments
Nobody expects to make a pile of money on poetry. Poets — with their beady-eyed look at the dusty, abandoned corners of society’s soul — are largely ignored in our Costco conehead (“consume mass quantities!”) world.
What I do for fun (and profit?)
4-May-2010 by Leave a Comment
So here’s the deal: I write for Motorcyclist magazine, and I’d like you to subscribe. I like working for Motorcyclist. They’re good people and my editor is great, but nobody gets rich writing for magazines so again, I’d like you to subscribe (am I making it clear that I’d like you to subscribe? I subscribed … [more]