Monthly Archives: September 2017

Hommage à John Ashbery

I’ve been working on the standing metaphor in John Ashbery’s “The New Spirit” (from his Three Poems). Now we get word that Ashbery has passed on. His poetry remains like an old photograph to “. . . show the event. It … Continue reading

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“Bucket of Tits”: A Labor Day Story from IMMORTAL FOR QUITE SOME TIME

Combing my hair after a shower, I finger a thick scar on my forehead and remember a summer’s night on a drilling site between cotton fields outside Eloy, Arizona. A pump had lost pressure because of worn gaskets, and we … Continue reading

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