April 14, 2012

POEM: throw down your sock, Allen: an East Village bestiary

throw down your sock, Allen: an East Village bestiary 1. sit on the church steps, she says see that building across the street? that’s where Ginsberg lived I don’t cry, but I could just think of the poets who stood on this East Village sidewalk, yelling up to the fourth floor for Allen to throw […]

Poem A Day – Ed Rinaldi – the crumble wall of my Jericho

the crumble wall of my Jerichoclear sky wideApril swing genitalslong armed treesbleed distilled frenzy in cyclical symphoniesthis is Spring from the bird trills to the flower trumpets that herald Persephone’s return to Demeterchildren garden inten…