Blurb’s Launch @ the Glass Gallery

Through the glass:
21st floor
W25th St NYC

NO LIMITS TO INNOVATION

Blurb launched Imprimatur!
“Let it be printed!”
Books are here to stay!
Smell, hear, dance, see, touch!

“Let it be printed!”
In romance language that burns
Itself to your gut; leaves traces
Of quests, valor, guideposts, honor.

Books are here to stay!
Info marches on, in sound, on screen:
designs that soothe the rub
balance the rush: lead home.

Smell, hear, dance, see, touch!
Jump though: leave your mark;
Tap the root; press the bud;
Shout the book song launch!

How Can a Poet Tell A Man’s Been In the Kitchen?

Messy Kitchen Sink

(sing to the tune of The Happy Wanderer)

When oft’ I go a wandering,
My nap sack on my back,
I know my man leaves odd footprints:
The kitchen floor has tracks!

I can hear, I can see,
I can hear
I can see ee ee ee ee ee
I can see
The kitchen floor has tracks!

The cabinets are open wide,
The sugar’s sprinkled high,
The dirt’s pressed down upon its side,
Like bird poo dropped from nigh!

I pull out pen and quickly write
As far as I can see;
While scrubbing clean the stains to right
And ordering cleanly!

I whisk the broom; collect the crumbs,
The meters in my step
The pots and pans, the prunes and plums
Are shining bright, yep, yep!

It’s time for rhyme and rhythm now,
The counters neat; food stacked.
The order’s back, you smell the chow:
“Come down and interact!”