Book. Poem. Robert Pinksy

Robert Pinsky writes poems that have earned praise for their musical energy and ambitious range. Born to a working class family in Long Branch, New Jersey, in high school he was voted “most musical boy.” The three time U.S. Poet Laureate writes his poems to be spoken, with a focus on the timbre and musicality of the words.

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Rhodium, “Periodic Table of Poetry” poem by Chicago poet Janet Kuypers

Rhodium

Janet Kuypers

from the “Periodic Table of Poetry” series (#45, Rh)
10/15/13

When you say the word “menthol,”
images probably crop up in your head
of women holding a cigarette stick
like she’s using her smoke
as an orchestra wand,
tracing the line of smoke
like she’s conducting a symphony
with her mint-tasting cancer stick.

But menthol’s also used in lip balms
(I really like that stuff, too,
I like the minty flavor on my lips) —
it’s even used in cough medications.
It can be used in those Icy Hot patches,
menthol’s in decongestants
like Vicks VapoRub, it’s in
aftershaves to relieve razor burn.
Yeah, and speaking of the taste
in cigarettes or lip balm, menthol
is in mouthwashes, toothpastes,
even chewing gum.

So really, now that you know how
widely it’s used now, you can see
how menthol’s demand is now so huge
compared to the natural supply.
So in Japan, one man even won in 2001
the Nobel Prize for Chemistry for
a process to meet the demand
for more menthol worldwide.
This Japanese team used Rhodium
based catalysts for menthol synthesis.

And yeah, Rhodium is used in catalysts
for anything from automobile
catalytic converters, or making
certain silicone rubbers. And sure,
Rhodium is used for jewelry,
coating sterling silver to stop tarnishing
or electroplating white gold and platinum,
making it white and reflective.

I mean, the Guinness Book of World Records
gave Paul McCartney a Rhodium-plated disc
in 1979 for being history’s all-time best-selling
songwriter and recording artist.

Not gold. Not titanium. But Rhodium.

(And because Rhodium’s so expensive,
that World Records award disc given to
Paul McCartney isn’t even solid Rhodium.)

So I guess it’s kind of interesting that
this expensive decorative jewelry addition
is also used to give our chewing gum
that excellent minty flavor. So yeah,
when you’re worrying about how money
can seem tight sometimes,
don’t worry about the jewelry.
Just pop a stick of mint chewing gum
in your mouth, thanks to Rhodium,
and realize that we all probably
don’t have it that bad after all.

Not Armageddon by David Michael Jackson

trickster
Not armageddon
not armageddon 36″ x 48″ 2014

armageddon in the back yard?

no

a barbeque?

no

“Something for the them to throw away”
He flails like it means something
like anything matters
like fire itself wasn’t limited
like there was something left to say
after
after
after she’s gone
after he’s gone
and the paintings in a dusty attic
then found and left in a musty basement
are the same as those in the finest museum
in the
end
He throws the knife across the room.

 

 

Artist Statement.

 

Keep me or throw me away…it ain’t up to me and pleasing anybody but myself with art isn’t in me…I like to be in your face daring you to say it’s not art or not good art………maybe I’ll cut it up , glue it on the wall and use a belt sander next then burn it on the courthouse lawn. That would be an “installation”. Maybe I’ll just paint them, not sign them and leave them somewhere like in the parking lot at Home Depot, maybe beside those guys with signs pointing you to a restaurant. A string on a nail is art. A rectangle is art. A blank canvas is art. An empty room is art.We gotta put paint back on the damn canvas.

 

Rita Dove Reads ‘Daystar’ | Poem

Rita Dove

Rita Dove

Daystar  by Rita Dove

She wanted a little room for thinking:
but she saw diapers steaming on the line,
a doll slumped behind the door.
So she lugged a chair behind the garage
to sit out the children’s naps.
Sometimes there were things to watch –
the pinched armor of a vanished cricket,
a floating maple leaf. Other days
she stared until she was assured
when she closed her eyes
she’d see only her own vivid blood.
She had an hour, at best, before Liza appeared
pouting from the top of the stairs.
And just what was mother doing
out back with the field mice? Why,
building a palace. Later
that night, when Thomas rolled over and
lurched into her, she would open her eyes
and think of the place that was hers
for an hour — where
she was nothing,
pure nothing, in the middle of the day.

Rita Dove reads ‘Daystar’ from BillMoyers.com on Vimeo.

 

 

Thomas and Beulah Poem by Rita Dove

The following film is based on Thomas and Beulah , the poetry book by Rita Dove, which was originally published in 1986 by Carnegie-Mellon University Press and awarded the 1987 Pultzer prize. Rita Dove served as Poet Laureate of the United States and Consultant to the Library of Congress from 1993 to 1995 and as Poet Laureate of the Commonwealth of Virginia from 2004 to 2006

An Interview with Rita Dove by M.W. Thomas

Visit Rita’s page at Virginia.edu .

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Patio Seating by Kim Drew Wright

Kim Drew Wright
Kim Drew Wright
Kim Drew Wright

 

Patio Seating

Alive!

mesh metal tabletop

drips of vinaigrette drop

splash on top of toes

newly sprung

translucent as salmon bone

flip flop

 

legs cross, uncross

lunch partners patio’ed

conversations spawn over

switching seats

so silver scaled polka dot

aged spot skin won’t fry

in these upstream rays

swish swish

 

palms clutch overdone

upper arms, smiles flow

thoughts run, consumed

by the sun

swimming down to us, plated –

endless winter

Done!

 

 

Kim Drew Wright has short fiction and poetry in several print and online literary journals. She graduated from the University of North Carolina – Chapel Hill, and had an advertising career. While currently residing in Richmond, Virginia, she has lived in seven states in the Midwest, South, and East Coast. Three young children, two crazy Westies, and one husband in retail occupy Kim’s time when she is not scribbling furiously at her desk or paddle boarding the James River. A book of linked short stories, Signals, and a poetry collection, Lady Sawed In Half, are due out in 2014. Keep connected with Kim at kimdrewwright.wix.com/kimdrewwright.