Thursday, September 11, 2008

A poem for the Republican nominee

"John McCain on TV," Charles Carper, AKA chuckwheat


I tried to persuade a porcupine to uncloak its quills,
become pettable, enjoy the human touch.
Who knows what came over me?
Perhaps Fox News.

Will Nixon

Will Nixon is an old friend of mine from Manhattan who now lives & writes poetry in the Catskills. This little gem is from his terrific new book, My Late Mother as a Ruffed Grouse, from Foothills Publishing. To see the cover, read the title poem & order a copy, go here.

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