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Andrew Benson Brown has had poems and reviews published in a few journals. His epic-in-progress, Legends of Liberty, will chronicle the major events of the American Revolution if he lives to complete it. Though he writes history articles for American Essence magazine, he lists his primary occupation on official forms as ‘poet.’ He is, in other words, a vagabond.
. These stones that like huge sculpted figures lie __Amid the trunks of moss and fern-clad trees, Eons of creatures...
. Mexican Sestina Perhaps I left because I got too bored, and no one could put sense in my thick...
What is the maximum number of poems we can submit? Under the topic "Submit:" the maximum number is five, but…
1. soft gurgles, first smile clock ticking on the mantel the future pivots 2. September portraits art in squiggled colored…
Tweedie's poems are always dyed in the wool and cut from the whole cloth. His second career is a blessing…
Old Butterfly Now these summered wings All spent with beauties gathered, must now, gathered, fall. Abides How old leaves persist…
Earth, cracked and dry like vacated cicada shells -- deserted by rain (That's it for me, haiku #3. This has…
Andrew, I thank you wholeheartedly for your tireless endeavors to breathe technological beauty into the words of those who love words. You lift poetry to a higher level. My effort is way better when surrounded by visuals that add eye-candy to rhyme and rhythm… and for that, I am most grateful. Never stop!
Thanks Susan, doing my best to keep trucking along here.
Two beautiful minds in collaboration!
Yes, and an unwitting collaboration on top of.
These are an absolute delight, Andrew. Well done. And I have to say that the everything bagel at the end of Susan’s poem was an absolute hoot.
Ha glad you noticed that detail. In the E-bagel lies the secret of the universe.
Thank you so very much, Andrew! You are an excellent reader, and your pictures (both the beautiful ones and the humorous ones) are always so good.
Thanks Cynthia, been wanting to do that poem of yours for a while.
Wonderful readings, wonderful graphics, wonderful poems: a real feast of poetry. Well done all, especially you, Andrew, in resurrecting these poems from the page to these wonderful images and sounds. Quite fitting that you end with Monika Cooper’s Elijah poem, transported as he is – poetry transports us too!
Thank you, Andrew Benson Brown.
All glory to the Muse of fire who translated the prophet!
Dear Andrew,
The spring of 2024 was a very busy time for me, and so your beautiful work slipped past my awareness then. What a happy surprise to happen upon it now!
Your illustration of the Kurosawa axial shot was inspired, and your selection of the Antonioni scene was uncannily perfect: in several films Antonioni’s camera follows an ambulatory Monica Vitti, his beautiful blonde wife, but the Beatrice of my sonnet is brunette, and so I was thinking of the brunette Jeanne Moreau of “La Notte” and of your video. And even more uncanny: though I don’t name them, Jean-Luc Godard and his own beautiful wife, Anna Karina, were there too in my mind for “muse” and “auteur.”
Thank you very much, Andrew. Your bio lists your home as the Show Me State, which is my own ancestral state. This is the first time my own work has been shown to me. And with such heightened clarity!
Stephen