Sunday, January 5, 2020
HOW I MET JACK BUSWOLD by Stephen Emerson
Here's what the poet Ed Dorn wrote about Stephen Emerson's short stories in 1982: "Steve Emerson notices everything. At the center of his style there is always some detail which, when uncurled, reveals the story in its veins." That statement holds true with Emerson's latest, his first book in over 30 years, How I Met Jack Buswold, a new selection of nine short stories now available from Blue Press. Get yourself a copy today!
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
They Call Me Pagliacci but My Real Name is Mr. Earle
All that I no longer am
yet carry w/me
an inheritance left unclaimed
half buried in the sand
half washed away in the tide
w/I suppose Oceanities of misappropriated
albatross-befeathered
shadow wings on the waves?
Only the tender caress of oblivion
can take the guesswork out of mercy
is another way I could have said it
but if I was talking to you I
wouldn't have to say a thing
yet carry w/me
an inheritance left unclaimed
half buried in the sand
half washed away in the tide
w/I suppose Oceanities of misappropriated
albatross-befeathered
shadow wings on the waves?
Only the tender caress of oblivion
can take the guesswork out of mercy
is another way I could have said it
but if I was talking to you I
wouldn't have to say a thing
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