Chicago Morning To Philip Guston Under a red face, black velvet shyness Milking an emaciated gaffer. God lies down Here. Rattling of a shot, heard From the first row. The president of the United States And the Director of the FBI stand over a dead mule. "Yes, it is nice to hear the fountain With
Nov 19 2016
Highland Park Poetry welcomes Al DeGenova as our featured reader. Albert DeGenova is a prize-winning poet, editor, teacher, and blues saxophonist. His most recent chapbook is A Good Hammer (2014, a limited edition hand-made letterpress imprint from Timberline Press) with his newest collection, Fishnets and Saxophones, to be published this fall by Purple Flag press. In 2000, he launched the literary/arts journal After Hours, for which he continues as publisher and editor. DeGenova is half of the performance poetry duo AvantRetro (with Charlie Rossiter) which appears throughout the Midwest and greater Chicago area.
Open-mic begins immediately follows. Poets may bring up to 6 poems to share. All are welcome to enjoy the word magic in the funky vibe of Madame ZuZu’s.
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(In Springfield, Illinois) It is portentous, and a thing of state That here at midnight, in our little town A mourning figure walks, and will not rest, Near the old court-house pacing up and down, Or by his homestead, or in shadowed yards He lingers where his children used to play, Or
To the Williamson Brothers
High noon. White sun flashes on the Michigan Avenue asphalt. Drum of hoofs and whirr of motors. Women trapsing along in flimsy clothes catching play of sun-fire to their skin and eyes.
Inside the playhouse are movies from under the sea. From the heat of pavements