Archive for May 2024

Meeting Hiram Bingingham   1 comment

Meeting Hiram Binginham

Hiram Bingingham plausibly denied

Meeting Jerry Seinfeld on a subway.

Mortified Norman Mailer once replied

To a text from Twyla Tharp: the rub way.

In Vegas, Frank Sinatra is singing

To the wax Barack Obama statue.

And it’s A. J. Liebling who is bringing

His good friend Danny Pilsener, his “plus two”.

Meanwhile, Kevin Naughton exercises

With friend Arlene Croce, stirring passion

In Billy Joel, who this time surprises

Mikhail Baryshnikov with High Fashion.

  Old Bartleby is a scribbler, like me.

  Rusty Miller is a dancer, so free.

Posted May 22, 2024 by phringo in Poems

Fried egg   1 comment

Rendro allyoop. We regard this day. Allen fried potatoes. Ane Brun sang Schubertiad. With harmony from Kate and Anna McGarrigle.

A poem for today:

Sideways Versions

 

Sideways versions of soap opera pardons:

Dedalus and Calypso, languishing

In Ithaca, are brought to environs

Of broguish silence, even as they sing.

 

In this way they practice a better way

Of being, in magnitude with the stars…

A decent man, named Bloom, is set to play

A significant role, driving the car.

 

Practical portals, for internal feuds,

Bring Dedalus and Calypso to Bloom–

Joining as passengers in his car, dude.

And goddess, with the artist Leo Bloom!

 

  Architect of archetypes, Mister Joyce staged

  A novel of a day, filled many page.

Posted May 22, 2024 by phringo in Uncategorized

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