This morning’s Living Poetry Prompt was “television”. Here’s what I wrote.
Why do they call it the boob tube?
Besides the obvious rhyming pair
there aren’t any naked boobs
at all. There’s plenty of jiggle
in bikinis or bras bared
for less than reasonable reasons
but I have to monitor pay cable
to see the female breast
in all her glories.
Perhaps boob is meant figuratively
given the men that appear on Sunday
morning news shows.
Look at what arrived in the mail recently, my author’s copy of Silent Screams: Poetic Journeys Through Addiction & Recovery. I am honored that University Professors Press editors Nathaniel Granger, Jr. and Louis Hoffman chose to include my poem Milkshakes and Chilidogs in their book. Check it out.
I’ve been writing the Monday Poetry Prompts for Living Poetry for a couple of months. The prompt from this morning was randomly derived by dice and a thesaurus. That’s how I came to write an “analytical” poem. I’d been challenged before to write a poem about computer programming before so I’ve been thinking about it but hadn’t actually set pen to paper nor fingers to keys until now. Hope you like it.
Plastic coins about the size
of a silver dollar only thicker;
Thick enough to read words
engraved on the edge;
Stacks of coins
in metallic boxes;
Boxes with labels
Bold arrows float
pointing from box to box
like a snake
eating his tail;
That’s what I see
all in black and white;
Then the coins pop
from stack to stack
and fly from box to box;
Their motion glows
and the arrows quiver
I see these imaginary objects
with my waking eyes;
Observe their behavior;
Manipulate them with thought;
Make them dance to my tune;
I build machines just as real
as any loom or engine
which solve real problems
make lives easier
businesses more profitable
yet these programs
are less substantial
than a spiderweb;
This Sunday afternoon at 2pm I’ll be one of the featured readers at the NC Poetry Society Reading Series at McIntyre’s Books in Fearrington Village, just south of Chapel Hill. I’ll be reading from my latest collection, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, which will be available for sale, of course. I might even be persuaded to sign a copy or two.
I’ve been to a lot of poetry readings in my time and they can sometimes be a little dull. I promise this Sunday will not be your normal poetry reading. I have something else in mind. It might be entertaining. It might a total disaster. Expect casualties.
Whatever it is, you won’t want to miss it.
Living Poetry Meetup Event
Postcard Poems and Prose Magazine published one my poems today. Check it out!
This is a site that everyone should subscribe to and all my poetie friends should submit to. Kokopelli is third poem I’ve placed there and I always enjoy seeing what image they come up with for a background. They’re great to work with.
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Last night was the launch party for my latest poetry collection, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, and rather than me reading from my book, I asked my friends to read their favorite poems from my book. I was worried that it would be too self-indulgent but it worked well. There is nothing quite like hearing someone else read one of your poems aloud. My parents were there and my father, who makes the best macaroni and cheese ever, offered his interpretation of my poem “Comfort Food”. All told, over half of the poems were read over chocolates and wine.
Then I was up early this morning for my appearance on the 3-D News program on WHUP FM, Hillsborough. The recording has been posted to their website. My bit starts around fifteen minutes in.
I observed my first total solar eclipse today from a cemetery in Travelers Rest, South Carolina. It was quite impressive and I’m sure eclipses will be a theme in my poetry for the next several months. More on that later.
Reminder One: tomorrow (Tuesday) at 7pm is the launch party for my second collection of poetry, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, at Matthew’s Chocolates in vibrant downtown Hillsborough. Details on the Facebook event page.
Reminder Two: Wednesday at 8am I’ll be appearing on WHUP, Hillsborough’s low power FM radio station which also broadcasts planetwide on the internet.
We’re slightly less than one week until a Solar Eclipse graces my neighborhood of this planet and last Thursday my fellow Living Poets and I participated in another Science Cafe at the NC Museum of Natural Sciences. Apparently this is a very popular topic because it was standing room only in the Daily Planet. They even piped the video feed into a nearby theater to handle the overflow. The poetry starts about 55 minutes into the show but the whole event is well worth watching.
Call me Endymion
When someone says
I hate the sun!
I wear eclipse glasses
all year ’round.
Call me Endymion.
I love the moon.
Her gentle light,
bathing the night.
I would give her my diamond ring
and a necklace of Baily’s beads
if only she’d hold
the sun in eclipse
The launch party for Milkshakes and Chilidogs will be Tuesday evening, August 22nd, the day after the eclipse. We’ll meet at 7pm in Matthew’s Chocolates where so many of the poems were inspired. If you’re in the area, please join me. Facebook Event
I won’t be able to stay out too late partying because I’m scheduled to appear on WHUP the following morning around 8am, which is way too early for poetry. You can listen online, if you’re not in the transmitter’s range.
According to Amazon I’ve already sold some copies of Milkshakes and Chilidogs online. To whoever bought them, thank you!
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Tagged book, food, poetry
I am proud to announce that my second poetry collection is now available for purchase on Amazon. It’s available both as an e-book and a real book but since it contains 24 food poems, grounded firmly in the sensual world, you want a paper book to stain with wine and chocolate. It’s only $4.95 or $1.99 for the e-book.
I am, of course, more than happy to sign copies. Send me an email or leave a comment below and we’ll figure it out.
Expect a launch party in the second half of August and my first big reading will be on Sunday September 24th at McIntyre’s Books in Fearrington Village south of Chapel Hill as part of the North Carolina Poetry Society series there.