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Classic Poetic Dysleixa

October 21, 2024 – 8:56 am

Edgar Allen Poe, Hart Crane, Willam Yeats 1916 Frank o’Hara, Bukowski, Ginsberg, The Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam Ezra Pound, Emily Dickenson, Sylvia Plath, Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva Every one of them considered mad to write poetry. My words of madness find me on the George Washington Bridge resisting the urge to fly Hart Crane’s supposed last […]

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BETTER LUCKY THAN GOOD by Peter Nolan Smith

June 18, 2024 – 8:02 am

Back in October of 1990 a greasy nor-easter ruined Columbus Day weekend for New York. I shut my windows for the first time in months and dressed to leave my apartment for breakfast at the Veselka Diner on 2nd Avenue. The shoes and jacket seemed unnaturally heavy after a season of shorts and sandals. Luckily […]

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ZOMBIES IN MY DREAMS by Peter Nolan Smith

July 29, 2023 – 11:26 am

Written Mar 31, 2016 at 11:26 Pattaya was not Venice and certainly no one on the Coasta del Crime pretended to be a reincarnated Thomas Mann writing a Thai version of TO DIE IN VENICE. At least no one I knew, however plenty of farangs and Thais died in the Last Babylon. Many of natural causes. Some […]

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BOXING DAY ON THE BOWERY by Peter Nolan Smith

December 26, 2022 – 2:54 am

Every Christmas my mother cooked a 20-pound turkey, I mashed seasoned potatoes, and my sisters set the dining room table with yams, creamed onions, turnips, peas, stuffing, and all the fixings for my aunts, uncles, cousins, grandmothers, friends, cousins, sisters, and brothers. Grace was said with bowed heads. Our plates were swept by forks and […]

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JOURNAL ENTRY – JANUARY 21, 1979 – EAST VILLAGE

January 23, 2022 – 8:28 am

Last evening of mishaps, adventure, and parties was marked by a midnight tragedy. Bill Yusk, a Dixie gambler, Doctor Bertoni, a lead anesthesiologist at NYU, and I were speaking to Haoui Montauk, who was working at the door of Rock Lounge located at where Jane Street ran into the Hudson. The three of us were […]

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