Saturday, January 3, 2009

The Portable Boog Reader 3.  My first publication, and probably my last unless I ever get my lazy ass to start sending poems out.


  1. Congrats! That's a good place to lose your "publishing cherry."

    Yours is one of the poet "studio blogs" I enjoy reading.

    I liked a lot of your recent prose poems.

    Funny + ukiyo-e = good stuff.

  2. Thank ya.

    You're at least the second person to have assumed that those prose things I've been doing are poems, so I guess they just might be. But I'm not quite ready to add them to the "poems" column yet...I'll have to think about it. Mainly what they are is filler, or what I write when I can't think of anything to write. It's pretty much "automatic writing", it's super easy, and I only half-enjoy doing it. But hey, I'm here to please;)

  3. Yeah, they're very Padgetty, and I mean that as a compliment.

    He's one of my favorite as American prose poems go.

    But he learned that from the French, firsthand, and if there are two things the French are great at it's prose poems and disgusting everyone non-French with the organs they will cook (just barely) and eat.

    Everyone French is secretly Hannibal Lecter.

    OMFG my word verification is "bouncer."

  4. despite your flagrant use of the "soda" (unquestionably inferior to "pop", alas we are on different seaboards, so i'll let it slide this time), i really, really enjoyed both of these. especially the second. i'm enamored of the notion of "traveling" to the basement to do laundry. render every mundane activity into an arctic expedition. that, i love! go matt go.

  5. Thanks:) Actually I never said soda or pop when I was growing up in Indiana. I often said "carbonated beverage", or just "Coke". Usually I said nothing at all.