The last time I gave any thought to the Taming of the Shrew was probably when I
was home sick from school with tonsillitis, watching Elizabeth Taylor chuck
strategically-aimed apples at Richard Burton’
As April comes to an end, so does the month inaugurated by the Academy of
American Poets [https://www.poets.org/national-poetry-month/home]. And at
National Poetry Month’s close, the poet breathes
There is a tiny patch of grass
along 75 North,
a foot long,
or could be smaller.
Resting under a tattered billboard
for a truck stop Striptease baring all.
RV resorts that promise
I was first intimidated by Ron Sider as a freshman in college when I read Rich
Christians in an Age of Hunger. Sider crafts his assessment of the economic
world so uncompromisingly I
Repeat after me. Overtones on overtones:
Artemisia dracunculus, moon dragon herb, the tarragon plant
We grow in our kitchen. The unready stems quickly brown and die.
A pile of tractor tires, a pile
