Category Archives: Poems

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013)

Longevity is a rare thing in the motion picture business, but what makes the Coen Brothers 30 year career truly remarkable is the consistent quality of their work. Co-writing, editing, directing and producing nearly all of their films, the Coens

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013)

Longevity is a rare thing in the motion picture business, but what makes the Coen Brothers 30 year career truly remarkable is the consistent quality of their work. Co-writing, editing, directing and producing nearly all of their films, the Coens

The New Man (Sonnet for Che)

The New Man (Sonnet for Che) I am the New Man, who wastes no tears on Precious rights, freedoms or civilities; Who pays, in full, the blood of men anon With mine – courage in exact quantities. I am the

The New Man (Sonnet for Che)

The New Man (Sonnet for Che) I am the New Man, who wastes no tears on Precious rights, freedoms or civilities; Who pays, in full, the blood of men anon With mine – courage in exact quantities. I am the

Signs on the Malecon – A Villanelle for Fidel

Signs on the Malecon (A Villanelle for Fidel) Nature gives, and gives life and health, said one. But to the leashed and detained, the sea spits On and on the Malecon; few have won. Their free reign sealed with the kiss

Signs on the Malecon – A Villanelle for Fidel

Signs on the Malecon (A Villanelle for Fidel) Nature gives, and gives life and health, said one. But to the leashed and detained, the sea spits On and on the Malecon; few have won. Their free reign sealed with the kiss

Notes on an Impenetrable Poem

A few years back I wrote a poem called “Public Footpath on my mother-in-law’s computer. I password protected it, and then forgot the password. I’ve never been able to retrieve it since. The poem was meant to describe a conflict

Notes on an Impenetrable Poem

A few years back I wrote a poem called “Public Footpath on my mother-in-law’s computer. I password protected it, and then forgot the password. I’ve never been able to retrieve it since. The poem was meant to describe a conflict

The White Curtain – A Poem

The White Curtain The intercom buzzes. I answer with lingering suspicions, Obscure charitable principles: Compassion, Caution, A sense of duty. He begs my sympathy, And lobs a fruit into the air. He says, I’m a man of faith and responsibility.

The White Curtain – A Poem

The White Curtain The intercom buzzes. I answer with lingering suspicions, Obscure charitable principles: Compassion, Caution, A sense of duty. He begs my sympathy, And lobs a fruit into the air. He says, I’m a man of faith and responsibility.

Garden Truism No. 1 – A Poem

Garden Truism No. 1 Old shit is easier to pick up than new shit. – (c) Darwin Franks – 17.03.1999

Garden Truism No. 1 – A Poem

Garden Truism No. 1 Old shit is easier to pick up than new shit. – (c) Darwin Franks – 17.03.1999

Death Wake: Notes on A Painting, A Poem and Coming into Being

Warning: This post contains off-key foreign phrases like “ekphrasis” and “pantoum”. If these terms displease you, don’t worry. They won’t take up a lot of space. I need to use them if for no other reason than to acknowledge that the

Death Wake: Notes on A Painting, A Poem and Coming into Being

Warning: This post contains off-key foreign phrases like “ekphrasis” and “pantoum”. If these terms displease you, don’t worry. They won’t take up a lot of space. I need to use them if for no other reason than to acknowledge that the