Phillip Terman: My Blossoming Everything
It is red raspberries in a circular thicket of thorns.
Who are you, my beloved? My sweetness,
My swallowtail, my infinite youth?
Vegan Kitchen: Holy Guacamole!
The best sandwich I’ve ever eaten I bought at a food stand in the Austin airport years ago. A thin layer of guacamole on one thick slice of seed bread, a thin layer of humus on the other slice, and bean sprouts, chopped tomato and pepper relish in between. Since then, I’ve made variations on that sandwich many times.
Joan E. Bauer: The Vernacular Landscape
I love how he values words & waits until they grow
hot in his imagination, then OOF FLASH SPAM
Hart Crane: At Melville’s Tomb
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge
The dice of drowned men’s bones he saw bequeath
An embassy. Their numbers as he watched,
Beat on the dusty shore and were obscured.
James Crews: Berrypicking On the Dexter Trail
I see how the bulldozers that disfigured
this land, and removed the mossy,
old-growth maples, also made room
for black raspberry bushes to fill out
and fruit, ripeness reaching for my hands.
Abby Zimet: From Founding Fathers Kermit and Gandalf to Mugshot $2 Bills | Make Crass Stupidity Embarrassing Again
Nazis, yahoos, hacks, thugs, soulless partisans and ahistorical morons are today’s GOP. Have we bottomed out yet (please)?