John reads his poem “The Narrow Gate” from his chapbook All the Lonely American Roads. He also discusses a-holes, driving on the Belt Parkway, and his father (not for the last time).
But I'm with Marc on this one. Your readings are always welcoming and full of intriguing thought. That's what keeps me interested. The stories behind the poem.
Any time, man. You're probably one of the few modern poets I enjoy reading and listening to. There is so much poetry out there that beats around the same bush, likened to one ambiguous slam or some other problem in the world, and yours is unique. Less disparaging and more storytelling. Which is such a huge relief.
Though I can't say much, I'm hypocritical in that I write about the same old story, too. I hope that I can put a fresh perspective on it from time to time, but I'm sure I don't have to explain it too much. As poets we tend to be our own worst enemies.
But I'm with Marc on this one. Your readings are always welcoming and full of intriguing thought. That's what keeps me interested. The stories behind the poem.
Thanks❤️❤️❤️
Any time, man. You're probably one of the few modern poets I enjoy reading and listening to. There is so much poetry out there that beats around the same bush, likened to one ambiguous slam or some other problem in the world, and yours is unique. Less disparaging and more storytelling. Which is such a huge relief.
Though I can't say much, I'm hypocritical in that I write about the same old story, too. I hope that I can put a fresh perspective on it from time to time, but I'm sure I don't have to explain it too much. As poets we tend to be our own worst enemies.
That’s really kind of you.
Love the little anecdote about your father. Nice reading too. I always enjoy listening to your accent.
I think we all sound like we've got an accent to one another. 😅
I’m so glad, Marc. Thank you. And your accent’s pretty good too!