A poem for Michael Moore:

Cowards

It takes bravery to badmouth the dead,
the ghosts are not reloading their weapons.

It takes bravery to hoist that mic high,
clearing the frame of the shot.

The camera lens cannot tell a lie
like a video editor, splicing together a script.

It’s a sniper scope. Aimed, it focuses,
on targets unaware of the crosshairs.

When the trigger is pulled he’s far away,
in a darkened room that smells of sex.

The filmmaker sleeps, a food-drunk bear
with no blood on his giant paws,

for underdogs, his bravery is popcorn butter
wiped onto a wrinkled tuxedo shirt.

Jay Sizemore

Father Figures Reviewed in The Lake

My chapbook Father FIgures which has eleven five star reviews on Amazon, just received its first positive review to be published in a literary journal. The review appears as part of the December issue of The Lake, a journal produced from England. It was written by Gram Joel Davies. The magazine is edited by John Murphy. I thank them both, and all the members of their staff, for giving my work the opportunity to be scrutinized in this fashion. I’m eternally grateful to anyone who reads my work, and even more so if they recommend it to others, or share it with them.

I hope you will read the review, and then check out what else they are doing over there at The Lake, as they are doing great things.

Recent Reading at Subterranean Phrases, Louisville

I recently went to Louisville, KY at the behest of good friend Rachel Short, to do a short reading with fellow poet Erin Keane at November’s Subterranean Phrases. This took place on November 12th. I had a grand time, accompanied by my wife, who rarely attends these sort of events, and was a big fan of Erin Keane’s Bruce Springsteen poems. Cowboy Funeral provided the background music, and their style fit the work very well, a cerebral ambience that helps one get in the right mindset for poetry.

You can find some audio from the reading here as part of Rachel’s Keep Louisville Literary radio broadcast. Featured at that link is author/poet Joy Priest, and you will want to hear her work, as she is phenomenal.

Thanks to Rachel Short and Erin Keane and Cowboy Funeral, and the venue Decca for allowing me to participate in the event, as I rarely get these opportunities, and cherish every one.

 

New poem I didn’t submit about Jose Canseco

An Ode to Jose Canseco’s Missing Finger

When your body is a lunar eclipse
appendages may start jumping ship,
wishing to dissipate into molecules
associated with necrotic stench or dust
or maybe having learned the secret
of the afterlife, they can’t bear the fallacy
of wearing skin. Your chips are always
all-in. You’re always leaving bits of yourself
on the table. These are the lessons
self-amputating limbs teach.
Don’t clean the gun when it’s loaded.
Don’t treat life like a sitcom
in which you are the star.
Admit it when you get too old
to hit the homerun.

Two new poems published at Words Dance!!

Two of my new poems went live today over at Words Dance. I am extremely grateful to Amanda Oaks and Jessica Dawson for accepting these pieces. These poems are part of a larger manuscript of response poems I am working on, inspired by Rattle’s Poets Respond series. I’ll continue to keep you updated as more pieces get accepted and published (I hope). I have a chapbook of these poems pretty much ready to go at this point, but hope to write enough of them for a full length.