East Bank Extravaganza!
1: A TRIBUTE
Our new East Bank editor revisits a midseason replacement and comments
on the Carter Years, when men were men and high-concept was still high.
Richard Eoin Nash
and Tom Hopkins
a Cars or Kiss song. It is, rather, a journey into the center of the
Mind/Body Problem, philosophy for white punks on dope.
He didn't write 'em, folks. He was just a substitute teacher, and fell
into some lucky verse from some unlikely bards.
We could print the whole thing right here, but you just click and
by Jack Martin
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S P R I N G 2 0 0 1 I S S U E 6
You're in, you're outta there in this quintet of lyrics from one of
the best. As the poet once wrote, brevity is indeed as wit of the soul.
THE CONCLUSION OF A POEM WITH 1,001 SENTIMENTS
Fresh, "feeling" work from a soldier in keeping the culture
in poetry. Spunky isn't the word, but, then again, in French, it is!
The newest of new word orderers hails from Queens, home of Tim S., a
national league advocate and purveyor of "the perfect hypotenuse."
SCIENCES AND THRESHOLE
keeps it to the skin, "obstinately full of holes," which answers
back to the question of whether things suddenly become simple. They
little sumpin-sumpin from a True Bastion from the heartland. Sal will,
Sal will rock you.
second LPZ trip finally confirms the rumor that when Van Halen tours
again with Diamond Dave in 2002, he'll be the guy who hooks up Daniel
Nester with tickets.
POETRY WITH CORN, YOU, AND REGRESSION
eye-grabbing précis, yes, but Horner's poetry has that infiltrative
quality one usually associates with, well, great poetry.
IN A NEW TOWN: AN EXPLORATION
Three poems, actually.
THREE POEMS, MEMORIZABLE
Brevity seems to be a theme here. But so do earlobes. It's not unsual
to swim slowly through these. It would do you good.
bonus: three hot shots with one shots...
EMAIL FROM MY MOTHER...
by Jane Varley
No, not your mother.
APPREHENDED, NOT CONNECTED
Insert a showbiz story here, about how when this poem was read, people
gasped. But you can do that blotter work for yourself.
"My girlfriend stuck her head once/in a lions mouth..." How
does anyone top that? He does. Read on, and a new bold voice is born