Flowers for Agamemnon [Cover B] edition
WELL REVIEWED DIGITAL CHAPBOOK ‘FLOWERS FOR AGAMEMNON’ BY ME IS NOW AVAILABLE WITH SEXY NEW GRAPHICS BY BRIAN WHO IS A GORGEOUS MAN. PLUS SOME ERRORS WERE FIXED.
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Generating Sparks: Throwing Away the Alarm Clock by Charles Bukowski
my father always said, “early to bed and
early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy
and wise.”
it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our house
and we were up at dawn to the smell of
coffee, frying bacon and scrambled
eggs.
my father followed this general routine
for a lifetime and died…
Part 1 of 2 of the recording of Howl I did.
I watched Howl with James Franco and I was struck, again, by the complex beauty of this poem so I decided to record it. If you haven’t heard it, give it a listen, if you have, I hope I did the old man justice.
This is part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3JLQDISkWs
Fernando French: "16-bit Intel 8088 chip"
with an Apple Macintosh
you can’t run Radio Shack programs
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
drive read a file
you have created on an
IBM Personal Computer.
both Kaypro and Osborne computers use
the CP/M operating system
but can’t read each other’s
handwriting
for they format…
(Source: fernandofrench)
Charles Demuth, I Saw The Figure 5 In Gold
Among the rain
and lights
I saw the figure 5
in gold
on a red
fire truck
moving
tense
unheeded
to gong clangs
siren howls
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city
William Carlos Williams, “The Great Figure”
America, the plum blossoms are falling. (Taken with Instagram at Denny’s)
We were at Denny’s, it was 3 AM, and it was decided that an impromptu recitation of “America” by Allen Ginsberg was in order. Unfortunately, being very drunk, it was hard to remember the lines.
Plastic-Silver 9V Heart
November is brown-grey dust and frost
begging the sky for snow and warm winds from the mountains,
scouring across Alberta’s washboard landscape
cut by highways: gravel and salt stains.
She is a prostituted princess, scarred by use.
November is empty: an Alberta skyline.
Barren plains, dry and cold
with a spine of radio towers—
her plastic-silver 9V heart.
Ian Tyson’s cowboy poetry ringing through the air:
bitter smoke and sweet whiskey.
November is Alberta’s silence.
"Writing a poem is as easy as beating your meat or drinking a bottle of beer."
"listen: there’s a hell
of a good universe next door; let’s go"
e e cummings (via yesyes) (via unicornology) (via moonbrains)
i always think that e e cummings must have been rolling his eyes every time he signed his name
