Happy Belated Birthday Dear Pushkin

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  1. Jonathan Potter says

    JOB, what about DAH?

  2. Don’t think I don’t know this is a veiled shot about Gaga…

  3. My papa says he’s given up poetry for the synchronized swimming pro-am circuit.

    BOB

  4. Angelico Nguyen, Esq., OP says

    What happens to a book deferred?

    Does it show up
    Like a Bird’s Nest in Your Hair?

    Or stand around and wait —
    Like a chair?

    Does it haunt you through the night?
    Or drop out of your thinking —
    As it had from your sight?

    Maybe it just sags
    Like a heavy face.

    Or does it keep pace?

    • insurgent editor says

      Poetry Books

      I, too, dislike them: there are things that are important beyond all this pagination.
      Editing it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it after all, a place for self-aggrandizement.
      Blogs that can guffaw,emails sent
      that can dilate, ire that can rise
      if it must, these thing are validated not because a

      high-sounding vocabulary can be put upon them but because they get the chicks.
      When they become so obscure as to become profound the same thing may be said of all poets, that we
      do not stroke an ego less
      than we cannot make our own: the platypus
      holding on with its venomous spurs… etc.

      JOB

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