From then forward, I worked exclusively in publishing, first for game companies, then in education, while continuing to write, study, and promote poetry. It’s my opinion that poetry used to belong to the people, until academics stole it. It’s high time to steal it back from them.
National Motto Reveals Love of God
In 1956, President Eisenhower approved
“In God We Trust” as the US national motto.
In 1960, he ordered the assassination of Patrice
Lumumba, the Congo’s first elected prime minister.
In response, the CIA sent “Joe from Paris”—
a.k.a. Dr. Sidney Gottlieb—with a tube
of poison toothpaste.
Gottlieb, in German, means “God’s Love.”
I make a living with grammar. Nonetheless, it’s important to keep it in perspective. Remember, there are actually four grammars, listed here from most to least casual:
- How people speak
- How grammarians codify speech
- How people write
- How grammarians codify writing
To put it another way, allow me to share a haiku and a lune:
Grammar is a man
Sitting alone, critiquing,
While his neighbors dance
Grammar is a map
Where things ought to be
Lady of Pain
(for Adam White)
“You guys are jerks,” Steve says. A dawning haze
of horror fills his eyes. I lay more cards. He’s
still. I raise his champion to highs
he never dreamed, then steal it, turn it, hose
his few remaining troops. Ken laughs, says, “Who’s
your daddy?” fans his hand, leans back, and weighs
his options. Steven says, “You’ve made a weasel
game out of my baby!” Ken cracks wise,
replies, “She never loved you. And your woes
have just begun,” then spanks him till he’s woozy.