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Apr 25 2015
Haikus Well-Hung

In honor of National Poetry Month, a haiku exhibition featuring screen-printed haikus hung by:

(*Screen Printing by George Cornwell)

 

(*Graphic Design by Kedgar Volta)

Matthew Mateo Abercrombie

Daniel N. Austin

Michael Cavendish

John E Citrone

Barbara Colaciello

Mark Creegan

Jim Draper

Lauren Fincham

Karen Kurycki

Al Letson

Keith Marks

Hiromi Moneyhun

Noli Novak

Tony Rodrigues

Shaun Thurston

Robert Arleigh White

Steve Williams

Larry Wilson

6:00pm
2689 Rosselle Street
32204 Jacksonville, Florida
Apr 30 2015
Piano Slam 7

Urban Classical concert Featuring Miami’s Young Poets. For more information, visit: http://www.pianoslam.org

Free Ticketed Event.

7:30pm
1300 Biscayne Blvd.
33132 Miami, Florida

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poems

poem
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the
poem

After The I Hate to Cook Cookbook (1961)
 
 
How scattered I am: post-spouse, with company coming;
in Florida in my earthquake gown, in my eelskin slingbacks
 
and electric mink stole. I tried to make
puff paste with sweating hands; butter
 
in the
poem
She sang beyond the genius of the sea.
The water never formed to mind or voice,
Like a body wholly body, fluttering
Its empty sleeves; and yet its mimic motion
Made constant cry, caused constantly a cry,
That was not ours although we understood,
Inhuman, of the veritable ocean.

The sea was not a mask.  No more
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