I believe poetry helps reflect a personal aspect of history that you won't generally see in history books.
A popular song, from the musical Americana, was "Brother, Can
You Spare a Dime?"
I actually wasn't alive at this time.
Estonia and Latvia became independent nations, after 70 years of
I was in Alaska, in high school.
The Welfare Reform Bill left nothing for the nation's disenfranchised!
Not a crumb!
Also: My album Pieces of You went triple-platinum.
Health experts continue to stress the importance of young people
practicing safe sex.
I find that having only one name makes it easier to sign things,
But so are grope suits
On Scandinavian hookers
Poems are exciting
But so is amyl nitrate
And all the radio call-in shows about Bigfoot in the world
Will never replace
In Search Of . . .
Sometimes I wonder
Where I belong
In a Pacific Palisades 11-bedroom McMansion
I guess I'm just
Interested in fashioning, for myself and my old lady, some
Rilke as Unimaginative Defeatist
"We cannot know the legendary head."
D. H. Lawrence
Held Rome in abhorrence.
Nymphs and shaggy-legged fawns
Were his turn-ons.
His statue of Moses—
Such fingers! Such toeses!
Was very very very
So fuck 'im.
Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Was known as a meanie.
Others called him a coot.
He ate little but fruit.
Was a no-good, filthy—Restrain us.
There's a price to pay