Podpoem for March, 2022

This is the launching of “Podpoems.” The title coined by Joanne Pagano Weber.

Podpoes takes over where Dial a poem left off. Dial-A-Poem was a public poetry service established in 1968 by the late poet, artist and activist John Giorno after a phone conversation with William Burroughs. The service enabled members of the public to call Giorno Poetry Systems and to listen to a poem selected at random by writers including Amiri Baraka, William Burroughs, John Cage, Allen Ginsberg, Bobby Seale, Patti Smith and Anne Waldman.

One Podpeom will be podcast eachmonth featuring work by a poets and writers reccommented through an artist peer to peer curatorial process.

This mponth features “Open Room #1” by Bruce Weber. recited by Bruce Weber.

Open Room #1

my cell phone was out of juice

it had a damaged psyche

something about jimi hendrix's guitar

lots of reverb;

a demented chorus of poets howling;

j. d. rage showed up wearing 

the blood stained shirt

of sid vicious

another poet kept winking at the moon

a third poet waltzed with a shadow

and eve packer scatted a drum roll to billy higgins

i read some poems i found in an old trunk

written while intoxicated with the blues

a musician came by and harmonized 

with the despair of a hungry cat

i drank from the fountain of youth

and made love with a slip of a girl

who learned to write poetry at the knee of jack micheline

it was a beautiful ending to a rough rite of passage

sunday afternoon's would never look so good again

bruce weber