Posts from the ‘Poetry’ Category

  • Boy At A Bridge: Spring And Fall

    Boy At A Bridge: Spring And Fall

    May 31st, 2012 | Poetry | journalpulp | 6 Comments

    Spring Watching the wind unwind off the river’s face Creates in him a feeling he can’t quite name. Intently he stared into a corrugated Pool of jade, hearing (but not) its musical Slop and heave, the sousing waves. On either side Of him, a corridor of cottonwoods flank the river Into its bight: like lime-green […]

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  • View Of A Cow

    View Of A Cow

    May 21st, 2012 | Poetry | journalpulp | 5 Comments

    Among Robert Graves’s best and most famous poems, “Dead Cow Farm” is in essence a war poem (Robert Graves served in WWI and saw heavy fighting) wherein his gentle cow symbolizes peace and calm. It is, I think, a strange and lovely little poem. Dead Cow Farm An ancient saga tells us how In the […]

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  • Forever Yours

    Forever Yours

    March 27th, 2012 | Poetry | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    He trudged into the desert, taking almost nothing with him but water and a ghost- ly old photo of a lady beside the ocean. That first night, he lay above a dry creek bed. Below, he heard vipers moving through the sand with a side-winding motion, and he did not sleep. He’d grown obsessed with […]

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  • The Truckdriver

    The Truckdriver

    December 26th, 2011 | Poetry | journalpulp | 8 Comments

    The trucker who lives next door is seldom home. He’s a long-haul trucker, he’s over-the-road. He earns good money and does not spend. There’s something ascetical about him, something well read and wise. He’s forty. His hair is long. He wears jeans and combat boots. Sallow and haggard, his face is handsome nevertheless. His willowy […]

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  • Lord Byron: One Of The Pulpiest

    Lord Byron: One Of The Pulpiest

    September 19th, 2011 | Lord Byron, Poetry | journalpulp | 4 Comments

    Lord Byron just turned 229 years old. Here is how he was regarded by some of his peers: “A man of genius whose heart is perverted,” William Wordsworth called Lord Bryon. “The most vulgar-minded genius that ever produced a great effect in literature,” George Eliot called Lord Byron. “Mad, bad, and dangerous to know,” Caroline […]

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  • What Is Poetry?

    What Is Poetry?

    September 10th, 2011 | Poetry | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    Poetry is a subset of literature, the art form of language, but it also legitimately belongs to another art: music. Poetry is rhyme and rhythm. It is cadence and count, meter and metric. Poetry is prosody. It is scansion. It is versification. And those are the elements of poetry that make it a part of […]

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