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THE SEASON BEGINS! SCARRIET POETRY BASEBALL!
This is the first world baseball league in history!!! 25 teams, 500 poets, is a lot to take in, but that’s why we’re here to guide you. Marla Muse: Is that snow outside? Yes, Marla, snow is falling...
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SCARRIET BASEBALL OPENING DAY
Napoleon convinced Homer the fate of Greece lies with central Europe; the torrential rains in Corsica which delayed both opening game ceremonies and the game itself didn’t seem to bother Napoleon one...
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INTERVIEW WITH AN UMPIRE
We’re here with famed violinist Janine Jansen, who was the umpire behind the plate in the 2020 Scarriet World Historical Poetry Baseball opening day game between the Broadcasters and the Codes on the...
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I NEVER HAD AN INTERESTING PERSONALITY
I never had an interesting personality— It all goes into my poetry; Poetry which thrills and sings up there on a quiet stage; Here, among you, I’m the father to impotence, A polite, grinning, veneer...
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LOVE ISN’T KNOWING
Love requires not knowing. The super intelligent cannot love, So much so that I think intelligence Is just another name for the inability to love. Dogs and cats are welcome in our beds. Being with...
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MORE EXCITING PLAY AS POETRY BASEBALL SEASON GETS UNDERWAY!!
John Lennon plays for the Tokyo Mist Ralph Waldo Emerson pitches at home for the Devon Sun. Byron pitches for Harvey Weinstein’s club from Westport, Connecticut—they visit Virginia to take on David...
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SHOULD I HAVE NO EMOTION ABOUT THIS, THEN?
Should I have no emotion about this, then? Would I look better in the eyes of my fellow men? The wreck of my emotions, the destruction Of everything I used to feel Is still emotional; if I once felt...
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RIOTS MAR WAVES AT LAWS OPENING DAY IN SANTA BARBARA
The signs were everywhere, “Go Home Marx,”—referring to the controversial center fielder Karl Marx of Chairman Mao’s Beijing Waves—the opening day opponent of Dick Wolf’s Laws, hosting the Waves of...
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WHAT IF MY POETRY WERE LIKE CLASSICAL MUSIC
What if my poetry were like classical music And didn’t say anything? How long Could I hold your interest with music? We know a poem is similar to a song, But what if this poem were like classical...
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THE CEILINGS OF POPE JULIUS II VISIT PHOENIX TO TAKE ON THE UNIVERSE OF...
The magnificent team assembled by Pope Julius in the Emperor division is enough to scare anyone. Look at this lineup: Blake, Petrarch, Euripides, Spenser, Michelangelo, Ferdowsi (the epic Persian...
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THE LAUREATES FROM DUBLIN VISIT LOS ANGELES TO PLAY MERV GRIFFIN’S GAMERS
The Laureates are owned by Nahum Tate, appointed Poet Laureate of England in 1692 upon the death of Thomas Shadwell, the second Poet Laureate of England, who followed John Dryden. Tate, like Shadwell,...
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THE SECRETS OF BEN FRANKLIN TRAVEL TO WESTPORT CONNECTICUT TO PLAY HARVEY...
The motto for imprisoned Harvey Weinstein’s Connecticut team, The Actors “I am no hackney for your rod,” is by their shortstop, John Skelton, who was tudor to Prince Henry, the future Henry VIII....
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THE VIRUS
Earth saves earth; you have been asked to go. Something has attacked your lungs; Children at their games are breathing slow. Fame is no longer a consequence, the green Is spreading, and through the...
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THE POETRY OF WILLIAM LOGAN. FIVE MINUTES OR FIVE YEARS?
One of William Logan’s former students sent me a link to a couple of recent poems by the famous American critic. Logan is equally ambitious as a poet and a critic, but he’s much better known as a...
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THAT I CAN SIT HERE AND TURN THESE PAGES AND NOT DIE: BEN MAZER’S LANDMARK...
The arrest of Dora Marsden, 30th March, 1909 SELECTED POEMS OF HARRY CROSBY, Ben Mazer, ed, MAD HAT PRESS, 6/22/20 DECEMBER 10, 1929 That I can sit here and turn these pages and not die, As you did,...
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BEFORE TODAY COMES TRUE
Before today comes true, Look again at what yesterday never knew: Yesterday’s yesterday was the thing more true. Yesterday’s dishes disheveled and piled up Hide today’s teacup. I want a simple cup of...
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WHEN THESE CREATURES SLEEP
When our big puppy closes his alert, roving eyes And curls up, it’s always something of a surprise. When these creatures sleep It dawns on us: the silent and the shallow is deep. When the silent, and...
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NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU
I looked around in Soho, The upper West Side, too, I crossed over to Harlem, Nothing to do with you. I think I’ll go to Egypt, Or prepare a cordon bleu. Or duck into the movies. Nothing to do with...
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I SLEEP WHEN IT’S COLD
I sleep when it’s cold, Wearing my blankets like an emperor. Then walk into the blue day. Noon begins to be warm And I feel the occasional ray. The sun is generous, and with so much generosity, Clouds...
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LOVE’S ANSWER
May I be honest with you? No. since I love, honesty will never do. May I say exactly what I think? No. I will miss the ‘exact.’ I blink. May I say what brought me here? No. Not even the present is...
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