Don Yorty

Au Lecteur

… La sottise, l’erreur, le péché, la lésine, Occupent nos esprits et travaillent nos corps, Et nous alimentons nos aimables remords, Comme les mendiants nourrissent leur vermine. Nos péchés sont têtus, nos repentirs sont lâches; Nous nous faisons payer grassement … Continue reading →

L’Ennemi par Charles Baudelaire

31 May ’15

… Ma jeunesse ne fut qu’un ténébreux orage, Traversé çà et là par de brillants soleils; Le tonnerre et la pluie ont fait un tel ravage, Qu’il reste en mon jardin bien peu de fruits vermeils. Voilà que j’ai touché … Continue reading →

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31 May ’15

… She completely sparkles, the girl talking to her father in a conversation that must be a little funny because she starts to laugh as well as talk, talking of her final destination perhaps leaving this very morning on a … Continue reading →

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28 May ’15

… The butterflies have been here through it all my sadness and my happiness as well. No matter what is going on or how I feel at the very center of my poor self is a wanting to be filled … Continue reading →

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25 May ’15

… “You are the flower and I am the grass,” the young man says to the young woman. “I am the flower and you are the grass,” the young woman says to the young man. “You are a bird and … Continue reading →

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24 May ’15

… There are rice paddies and the lotus pools the farmer in the field, his little dog gone jumping through the stalks, the plodding ox the low houses with terra cotta roofs the sleeping teachers sprawling in the bus and … Continue reading →

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21 May ’15

… The night comes with a chill not on but in my skin—A spider web at the end of summer stretches in the wind. Decayed dock swaying with my weight sways and sways. Water spiders molest a fallen fly whose … Continue reading →

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18 May ’15

… “How old is your son?” “He is 9 o’clock,” my student says and the class laughs as well it should. My student laughs and cannot stop nor can anyone. We laugh and the spell goes on unbroken. Everyone shakes … Continue reading →

Jon Curley reads from Hybrid Moments

11 May ’15

… I heard Jon Curley give a rapidly clear reading from his new book, Hybrid Moments, at the Bryant Park Reading Series one Tuesday evening in April. “These poems,” he said, ”tend to swerve and zig zag pretty much in … Continue reading →

Making Mom’s Sauerkraut

10 May ’15

… https://vimeo.com/29526296 … .. My Mother’s Sauerkraut Recipe: … All you need to make sauerkraut is a cabbage, some sea salt, a canning jar and boiling water. … First slice the cabbage into thin slices.  … Stuff the cabbage into … Continue reading →

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9 May ’15

… My only brother with his bulldozer pushed the brush away from the day lilies uprooting thorns and sumac completely around the bed revealing for Mother those common flowers in all their glory. Now if only she’ll come to look … Continue reading →

Burt Kimmelman reads from Gradually the World

7 May ’15

… On April 21, at the Kinokuniya Bookstore, Burt Kimmelman read from his new book, Gradually the World: New and Selected Poems, 1982 – 2013. Robert Creeley once said his work was “the wonder in the world itself.” And Jerome … Continue reading →