Category: Kirby Congdon

Issue #161

Small Talk When an admirer told the soprano,”I loved your aria,” she replied, “It’s written for a falsetto you know.”

Portents When the sun fell down its light, having failed, went out. The sullen moon, unstable, mourned a sky gone

Kirby Congdon

Better Living Through Criticism How to Think About Art, Pleasure, Beauty and Truth O. Scott 277p, Penguin Press, 2016 Having

Issue #157

by Kirby Congdon……. Flower Conroy The Awful Suicidal Swans by Flower Conroy 6 x 9 paperback, 40 p. Headmistress Press,

by Kirby Congdon……. After a plane crash in 1962 the New York Times appealed to our general sense of forebearance,

Kirby Congdon

by Kirby Congdon……. It is risky to orient a poem or its publication toward current news because the subject tends

by Kirby Congdon……. God: Hello. Poet: What? God: I said Hello. Poet: Who’s there? God: I am your God. Poet:

by Kirby Congdon……. At Lenepe Park they had a real roller coaster but I liked the merry-go-round best. My horse

by Kirby Congdon……. After the natives had built the stone walls for us to designate the legalities of the disorganized

Kirby Congdon

by Kirby Congdon……. In an age of the new evangelism among the uneduated along with the Donald Trump kind of power