A Find

I was digging around my poetry stash and found this poem I wrote as an exercise for my poetry class last year. We were supposed to write lines in iambic pentameter, but I decided not to count syllables and just write in the rhyme pattern I was familar with. I remember reading something that said English speech generally follows that kind of scheme so I went with what I had and wrote something CRAZY

Another Friday in Lent

He went down to the stream
And saw life floating past
He wondered if it was a dream
And how long it would last.
A fish swam up, green and free
It startled him a bit,
Under the reflection of a tree
Seeing he was lost in quite a fit.
The fish cried out, do not be afraid
For this is the world that you have made.

I AM DOING A POETRY READING

P OET R Y R E A DI N G P O E T RY RE A D I N G PO E T R Y R E A


JOIN US FOR A POETRY READING:

ROB FITTERMAN’S NYU ADVANCED POETRY WORKSHOP

169 BAR, MONDAY 3/31 - 6-8 PM

169 EAST BROADWAY (@ Rutgers Street)
[take the F train to the East Broadway stop—walk 1 block east]

READERS INCLUDE:

SARAH ADLER
WALTER ANCARROW
JANIE BUCKLEY
GABRIEL COREN
DAN DONNELLY
LEAH EVANS
JAMIE LESS
BENJAMIN NARDOLILLI
TAINI SANON
+ special guests

Videos! Videos!

See a Video I made of Ezra Pound, trying to capture the cadences of his voice and such. Thanks to Andrea for the filming, standing as still as she could for 8 minutes. I have 15 views! Most of which are probably me.

As long as I am on it, there are two more videos invovlign my face in one way or another.

This one is based on The Office. Apparently it's a TV show or something, I don't know. I don't watch HBO. I am Sketchy McGee in the back.

And this one is from Torch Day, where I talk about life, love, and my beard.

A Poet's Progress

Awesome, two new places that have decided to publish my work. One of them, Word Slaw has two of my poems up right now, and The Maynard, a new journal, will publish two more on April 1, 2008. Just in case any of you were wondering what's become of my writing career.