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Wet Poem on Tap April 2, 2012: With nearly all pursuits, being a pro means you get paid, but in poetry, a professional poet is one who has paid quite a lot to attain that dubious title, with precious few seeing any return for [...] by

Novelties of Horror April 30, 2010: Today is either Liberation Day or Day of Deep Resentment, depending on your point of view. On April 30th, 1975, North Vietnamese tanks rolled into Saigon. I had escaped on the evening of April 27th, [...] by

50/50 April 24, 2010: Linh Dinh: Assembly line line breaks, Kent, and the decline of the comma, one of the greatest of inventions. Worse than reality TV, confessional poetry that doesn’t fess up. On the other leg, [...] by

Switch, Leap April 23, 2010: Dumb foreigner, always confusing hungry with angry. “Are you hungry at me? Who you hungry at?” “I’m so angry, I could eat a gold man sachs.” Reversing Christ, Vallejo turns bread to stone. [...] by

Present Past Tense April 19, 2010: Interviewed by Kent Johnson in 2002, Eliot Weinberger said: The Trade Center attack will not alter the autobiographical, anecdotal, therapeutic poems of the workshops; it will merely add another [...] by

Buy My April 18, 2010: Moving Verse by Number. Faithfully render Sinewy, Paternal Hand or Soft-Focused, Maternal Breast. Choice of palette: Restrained, Vibrating or Bathetic. Salad Mixer cum Post-Avant Poem Generator. Toss [...] by

Frontal April 15, 2010: Last week, a plane carrying the Polish president, his wife and many of the country’s top military and political leaders crashed, killing all aboard. They were traveling to Russia to commemorate the [...] by

How to Have an Interesting Life April 13, 2010: [a rhythmic response to Kwame Dawes’ post] Shun the smart crowds. Instead, mix With the dumbest you could find. They will teach you much, in fact, Just about everything. They’ll show You how [...] by

Fat Man Singing April 10, 2010: I adored the blurb you gave me so much I wrote you a thank you blurb, all in italics now sitting cross-legged in the faculty parking lot the sky the color of tenure conifers and elk-upchuck [...] by

You’re All Good April 6, 2010: A few years ago, I got a mass email from a poet acquaintance. Sent to a dozen of his peers, this poet offered to pay “the usual fee” to anyone who would review his new book. Needless to [...] by