Posts Tagged ‘Karl Shapiro’

  • High Cheekbones: a beautiful post

    May 9th, 2017 | Beauty | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    At the bar, when the drunken reporter recently asked, “Are you a tit man or an ass man?” I replied: “High cheekbones” (improvising a little on Karl Shapiro): Verlaine compares the buttocks and the breasts: Buttocks the holy throne of the indecencies. Breasts savored by drunken lips and the tongue. Buttocks with their ravine of […]

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  • High Cheekbones (A Post about Beauty)

    High Cheekbones (A Post about Beauty)

    August 21st, 2013 | Beauty | journalpulp | 7 Comments

    At the bar, when the drunken reporter recently asked, “Are you a tit man or an ass man?” I replied: “High cheekbones” (improvising a little on Karl Shapiro): Verlaine compares the buttocks and the breasts: Buttocks the holy throne of the indecencies. Breasts savored by drunken lips and the tongue. Buttocks with their ravine of […]

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  • Gin And The Murky Origins Of The Martini

    Gin And The Murky Origins Of The Martini

    October 24th, 2012 | Bartending | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    In hell, said Randal Jarell, Americans tell each other how to make a martini. A martini — “the elixir of quietude” as E.B. White described it — consists of gin and vermouth. The ingredients are chilled and then strained into a cocktail glass. That, at any rate, is the original martini, though vodka is now, […]

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  • “Curiously Dull, Furiously Commonplace, Often Meaningless” (And Other Literary Virtues)

    October 10th, 2012 | Writers | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    “Rat-eyed” Virginia Woolf described Somerset Maugham as. “No man ever put more of his heart and soul into the written word,” said Eudora Welty of William Faulkner. “Curiously dull, furiously commonplace, and often meaningless,” Alfred Kazin said of William Faulkner. “Hemingway never climbed out on a limb and never used a word where the reader […]

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  • Detail

    Detail

    July 13th, 2012 | Poetry | journalpulp | No Comments

    The cat eats the praying mantis By punching it to death, Pushing it with her paws, Playing soccer with it, Tossing it in the air, Carrying it around in her jaws And finally, when the insect Has no more motion or flutter, Chewing its green head off. — Karl Shapiro

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  • Interview With Slagheap

    Interview With Slagheap

    October 6th, 2011 | More and More unto the Perfect Day | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    The following questions were submitted to me some time ago by Mr. Maxwell Hoaglund, of Slagheap magazine. I publish it here with Mr. Hoaglund’s full knowledge and permission. Q: If your finger isn’t typing, where is it? Ray Harvey: It’s on the pulse of the people. Q: Are you really a bartender? Ray Harvey: Yes. […]

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