Tag Archives: Linguistic Experiments: Poetry

October is National Write-a-Poem-a-Day Month!

I have written my poem for the day. Have you? Little known and little lauded, National Write-a-Poem-a-Day Month was originally initiated by John Berryman in 1964 when he was a Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress (the old, … Continue reading

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Brother to Locusts

I have nothing to write today, except the title, which is now the title of an upcoming poem (how up-and-coming, I don’t know). Cool title, though, nie? I’ll eat my way through anything Today I’ll be meeting with Adam Zagajewski, … Continue reading

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but the El Sol adventure was a failure, never managing to lift its weight off the ground, not to mention the strong headwind that kept blowing us into the trees before we were high enough to pass over. At least … Continue reading

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The sun turns its backside to us

which is something like a line from a poem I’m working on, the companion piece to the sleepless one. Lack of dreaming is supposed to lead to insanity, which I imagine means an inability to separate the unconscious from the … Continue reading

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Elevator to Hell, parts 1-3

is the name of an album (or three) by Rick White, a man who still exists as a musician, now in a full band just called Elevator. So there. I’m thinking of doing a sort of live-blogging review (as Brendan … Continue reading

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Spent fifteen minutes drowning in light

Beautiful weather continues: sans hat sans gloves sans zipped-up coat On the way to Cafe MÅ‚yn (a five-minute walk, at most) I stopped in the Planty (I think I’ve described this before: It used to be the moat around the … Continue reading

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In the land of rain

It appears to be a land of rain this week and, granted, I can still see my breath when in the shadow of a building or at night, but it must be warm if it’s not snowing. I actually got … Continue reading

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What happened last night?

Sir Mix-a-lot as nice, leisurely background music to your lunch at Cafe MÅ‚yn. Who knew “Baby Got Back” would make it as an international easy listening hit? It’s strange, with American music being so popular, that it is often played … Continue reading

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So cold your snot freezes

But luckily that hasn’t happened to me yet. I have it on good authority that today was -8 Cº which, to tell the truth, didn’t immediately feel different from your regular “freezing temperatures”, which made me wonder why I was … Continue reading

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