I’ve been recently teaching my students Whitman, and introduced them to Ginsberg. While I haven’t written any poetry in a while, I really got inspired by rereading “Howl” and “America” by Ginsberg. At the same time, I have come to …
They have a certain curvature of the back
— a graceful arc under perfect 15-year-old skin.
This arc is the result of many sunny hours of youth
spent indoors under the soft glow
of computer screens.
This is a …
Along the river are trees,
bowed and burden by snow.
They are beautiful,
Their hoary loads cold and sharp.
And as I walk by, I involuntarily
grab the tip of one of the trees
and gently tug to release …
I ran across this poem that I wrote a while back. And here it is…
Tonight across America
the glow of ten millions screens
illuminate 20 million faces.
They cheer, they laugh, they weep:
the room grows warmer from