February 2012
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Crust of diamonds on the throat of a corpse.
While searching for book PR materials for a friend in my emails, I found this lovely poem by Ernest Hilbert about a great white shark and other things.
“Ashore” by Ernest Hilbert
The harpooned great white shark heaves onto sand, Nudged by waves, red cavern of dripping teeth. A crowd comes. Loud gulls wreathe the booming mist. Blue flies cloud the fishy sunset, and land. One, sated, is slapped...
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THIS HOTEL SUCKS: Hotel Diva, San Francisco,... →
Hemingway references (“clean, well-lighted place”) and all the colorful details are here. I think that club kid was just trying to keep his piss off the ground, keeping SF clean! I love House of Nanking, too. Had a wonderful late lunch with my mom and brother there. thishotelsucks:
Hotel Diva, San Francisco, CA
This one I kind of arranged on my own. I may have gone through Orbitz or Expedia,...
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I Love to Hate Valentine's Day
My friend’s son wrote this charming ode to Valentine’s Day. Check out Margo Candela’s blog and books here.
I Love to Hate Valentine’s Day
A poem by my 6th grader… Valentine’s Day is like a thorn, like exposed skin, torn like a trip to the dentist worse than being a dancer’s apprentice With me looking forlorn, like eating burnt corn I hope I’m not on...
“I’ve always felt that poetry was particularly erotic, more than prose was. … I...”
– Former poet laureate Donald Hall on poetry. (via nprfreshair)
