My Very Own Poetry Page

Up at Quail Bell! Thanks to Christine Stoddard for her aesthetic work!

Come Under the Shadow of This Red Fez

And I will show you something different, I will show you a tale from a tub.

Break Out the Bongo Drums!

I have five, count 'em (in case I'm wrong) FIVE poems up at The Beatnik.

Straight as the Super Arrow Flies

New poem of mine, just follow the Super Arrow. It is called "Big Radio." It is a little experimental, mixed up in an Erlenmeyer flask. Ponder it, dammit!

New Year's Resolution: be employed and published by year's end.

New Poems for a New Year

Here's to 2011 and to the wreck of 2010, which is a gondola sinking to the bottom of the sea. Here are some works of mine that have recently been published:

A poem based on Langston Hughes at Beltway Poetry Quarterly

Some vespers o' mine at Finding the Beat

And a poem at NAP, in case you're feeling tired from all the festivities, I know that I am

Apparently I was Wrong

Okay, I was wrong. Notice, I avoided writing the first thing people my age tend to say these days when in error: "I lied." I didn't know I would be proven wrong (in a good way), hence no lying took place. My Millennial Generation, take note. Lying means you have willfully evaded the truth and told people something was the case when you knew otherwise. Then again, can we be blamed for not knowing what lying really is after Nixon, Reagan, Bush, Clinton, and Bush II? Anyway, it turns out I have another poem to share before the ball drops on New Year's. It is up at Dark Chaos.

Last Publications of the Year (Probably)

Isn't that how we all feel when we have a bunch of poems online? No? Okay maybe just me. In case you are wondering why the image, it's because I have several new works up on Winamop. They have not given me a mop yet, though. If you scroll to the bottom you can vote for the poem. Please, be gentle.

I have a poem based on Wikileaks' latest hits, a remix of their diplomatic cables all tied up in a knot.

And to relax you after all that, here is a soothing poem from work to a calm.

Also, if anyone who reads this blog is interested, which includes the people who leave me comments in Chinese or about Ugg Boots, I am in the DC area for the holidays. This may or may not include the whole twelve days of Christmas.

On Strike for Christmas

No, this is not a review of the book or the Lifetime movie of the same name. It is instead an invitation to read a poem of mine that was posted up at Vis a Tergo, a literary outfit whose editorial decisions are being made by Yukio Mishima.

My Life in Six Words

Over at SMITH's six word memoir project

Just Call Me "Jelly Roll" Nardolilli, for a Day

Two poems of mine rolled in confection and published online at Jellyroll Magazine.

Would You Like A Pamphlet?

Go on a PDF adventure over at Guerrilla Pamphlets. Not to be confused with Gorilla Pamphlets. Volume 5 has a poem of mine in it. Also, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. Look for a return of the Eddie Cantor Balloon at this year's Macy's Day parade.

Target the Ear Drums of Your Audience

New work of mine has been added online. Check out a poem I wrote at Target Audience and a short story about catching whooping cough at summer camp down at Sick of 'Em.

Marco...Polo...Poem...Essay

My first ever poem accepted through the good ole' postal service. It's up at the Marco Polo Quarterly. A wonderful publication. It was also the first poem I ever showed in a workshop that got acknowledgment from my peers. So consider it a real piece of history in its creation, though I cannot speak for the history contained within the lines themselves. A poet's license to to reveal his tricks. In addition, read an essay by my friend Andrea Kannes.

Listen to the Whale Sounds

Nic Sebastian reads a poem of mine up at Whale Sounds. Grab a sweater, fix yourself a cup of hot tea, and let her voice take you away.

On the Inside of Outside Writers

Two poems up in the Agit Prop 101 section of Outside Writers. Check them out here.