Monday, October 3, 2011

Poetry Monday

Congratulations to A. E. Stallings for winning a genius grant from the MacArthur foundation for her poetry. That's a big bucks prize: half a million dollars. I don't read (or follow, really) the contemporary poetry scene, but I am a big fan of Stallings. Her poems make me jealous that I can't write like her.

Drinking Song

by A. E. Stallings

The moon is chalky, white & thin;
The moon is bitter as aspirin.
She drinks it down with a glass of gin.

Clear and strong the moonbeams fall
As the proof of alcohol,
And everything they touch, appall.

But there are stars for all her ills--
A scattering of spilled, white pills.
The glass is sweating a it chills.

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