Tag Archives: poetry

Poetry Contests, Then and Now

I admit I’m not a poetry lover. I don’t even like poetry. I like it better when it rhymes, like the Ancient Mariner. Sometimes I read the poetry in The New Yorker, and inevitably sneer or mutter “Jesus Christ.” I … Continue reading

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This Be Some News For Philip Larkin

Everyone I know and everyone you know can quote the first line of This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin, a poem he wrote in 1971. They fuck you up, your mum and dad. That one line has served as … Continue reading

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‘No Mediocre’ Exegesis

I discovered this new video because it features my darling Iggy Azalea. I had no idea who T.I was, that’s how ignorant I am. But now I know, and Knowing is the First Step. Anyway, T.I. is somewhat controversial, but … Continue reading

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Waxing And Words = Pain And Pleasure

I received a price-list in the mail for a new waxing salon in my neighborhood. As a child of the sixties, I am innocent of the ins and outs of waxing. All I know is that is hurts and I … Continue reading

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Just Answer This Question

Beyonce celebrated her 30th birthday on her yacht in Italy, with family and a few close friends. Her close friend Gwyneth (??) was seen giving Beyonce an envelope.   Look how happy she is after she opens it! I need to … Continue reading

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Seething Hatred

Three months ago, I wrote about how hard it is to accept being powerless. Now, I am a malignant mass of seething hatred for my ex-husband. If only I could kill him. It would be an act of mariticide, although … Continue reading

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Anywhere Out of the World

by Charles Baudelaire This life is a hospital in which each patient is possessed by the desire to change beds.   One wants to suffer in front of the stove and another believes that he will get well near the window. … Continue reading

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Ode to Max Blagg

In my youth, Max Blagg played a key role, which included my introduction to Astral Weeks.   He was my first “boyfriend” when I moved to London. To a 15 year old juvenile delinquent from L.A., Max was the essence of … Continue reading

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But She Does Look Slutty!

Listen to Mrs. Palin’s reaction to David Letterman’s joke about her buying make-up at Bloomingdale’s to update her “slutty flight-attendant look.” Oh, Mrs. P, he didn’t mean Bloomingdale’s literally! Now I’m wondering if she’s even capable of finding her way … Continue reading

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Ode to Rumi

Oh Roomy I saw you speak for the first time Somehow perfect Valley Girl diction, monotone inappropriate laughter Almost Asian but not enough Big mistake rocking that teased hair. ~ dedicated to alittlelux, who sent me here.

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