July 6, 2022


George Gershwin’s last word, as he was dying of a brain tumor too late diagnosed,waiting for the surgeon to arrive from overseas: Astaire. The man was chasing me. I grabbed the closest thing at hand. It happened to bea frying pan. I’d have hit him with it if I hadn’t waked up. Linda wants to know […]

How Can You Tell It’s a Poem If It Doesn’t Rhyme?

I was watching the US Open ten nis matches on TV when I got up, putting my whole weight down on my sleeping left foot. I heard it crack. X             rays revealed a fractured fifth pin kie metatarsal bone. My first sports in jury. I’m proud of it. But I’m lucky. I’ve             always been lucky. […]