Category Archives: personal essay

The Day I Met Leroy Jenkins

I am gratified to Jonathan Penton of Unlikely Stories Mark V for welcoming three of my noisier more biting poems. Is It Too Soon? is most recent, written shortly after and in response to our infamous November 8th election. I … Continue reading

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Sometimes You’re the Bug

I’ve been singing The Bug while I do my work lately. It started with needing to replace a piece of trim on the carriage house (fancy word for garage). Uncovering one piece of wasted wood revealed another, and then others. … Continue reading

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John Fante’s Road to Los Angeles

The one for whom I write…. will have to weep out of compassion…. then he will laugh, for he has recognized himself…. I offer him a puzzle: his greatest danger? would it be to weep—or to laugh? or to survive … Continue reading

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Reading Ashbery’s “Three Poems”

Before I comment on this I’d like to emphasize a passage just read: It becomes plain that we cannot interpret everything, we must be selective, and so the tale we are telling begins little by little to leave reality behind. … Continue reading

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Amazement in the Writings of Wilhelm Reich

In March of 1957, during Wilhelm Reich’s court-ordered psychiatric examination, Reich heard the sound of an airplane. He turned to his examiner and informed him that the plane was a sign that he, Reich, would be protected. As an expert … Continue reading

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My Bob Dylan

1976 was the year I discovered music. Not that I hadn’t noticed it before. I had been an enthusiastic member of a Baptist church choir for several years and had even sung solos. But I hungered for something else. My … Continue reading

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Personal History of a Troublesome Phrase

For a long time I was troubled (troubled as in the sense of a persistent itch) by a phrase that appeared on the jacket cover of the 1989 Farrar Straus Giroux edition of John Berryman’s Collected Poems.

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