Edgar Lee Masters: Archibald Higbie
I loathed you, Spoon River. I tried to rise above you,
I was ashamed of you. I despised you
As the place of my nativity.
Marco North: After the Circus Left Town
There is nothing like the righteous anger of a true New Yorker.
Marco North: The Stairs
Downstairs, there is a pile of kopeks next to the garbage bins. A ruble is far less than a penny, and there are one hundred kopeks to every ruble…. The kopeks are not there to be thrown away. They are for someone who actually needs them. Three hundred of them would buy a potato or two.
Gerald Fleming: Goodnight, Monsieur Yves Faucher, Wherever You Are
On Jazz in Paris My jazzy heart is broken. After many months away, we’ve returned to find the jazz club we’ve loved for fourteen years on rue Lepic gone. Autour … Continue reading
Mike Schneider: Faith, Poetry, and James Baldwin
Prague Writer’s Festival, 2017 1. America on the Hot Seat A large pleasure it was this November (10th through 16th) to visit Prague (with my friend Jan) as tourists, Americans … Continue reading
