tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-315063712009-05-17T19:27:37.509-05:00D' Steel(e) Society of PoeticsA Society of Progressive Poets founded in Washington DCmikenoreply@blogger.comBlogger271125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-52808077644548991102009-05-12T08:27:00.004-05:002009-05-12T08:36:10.668-05:00You are a Part of ThisHere scraggly Arucarian trees mingle with ancestors of today's Sequoias<br /><br />Mammals surge toward mastery of the land<br /><br />Reptile superstars cluster in two dinosaur orders, marked by hip styles<br /><br />Diatryma has undergone a change of image<br /><br />Footloose baby plants are in need of a home<br /><br />Their short life's purpose: to lure pollinators, by mimicking female insects<br /><br />Out of murky beginnings and into oblivion's shadow<br /><br />Our own tiny shrew-like ancestors quickly diversify.<br /><br /><br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5280807764454899110?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>jenn dphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-55455513859700444832009-04-22T14:03:00.003-05:002009-04-22T18:53:23.267-05:00SittingSitting here mad hot.<br />Silence then a loud pop.<br />Stay one place too long, and get rocked.<br /><br />No warning shots just a laundry list of injuries.<br />It can all be to much, <br />The Riddlers try and riddle Me.<br />The stress is high <br />Battle in the Middle East.<br /><br />Late night slasher flick<br />Watching peeps get greased<br /><br />Boogiemen shadowdance<br />Horror thought disco<br />Paranoia keeps the situation heated. <br />Chicken fried in Crisco.<br /><br />One false move.<br />We are goners.<br />Told you two times <br />Now why bother.<br />What in blue blazes.<br />Ka-boom.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5545551385970044483?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>UxTxBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00824751098195239224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-86592053388926467792009-04-16T21:21:00.004-05:002009-04-16T21:28:41.523-05:00FifteenAbstain<br />Sweeping frame<br />Mundane (Mountain)<br />Exhibit (Inhibit)<br />Monday<br />Time Out<br />Someday<br />Prohibit (Forbid It)<br />Spectacular (Mountain)<br />Monument<br />Tantamount<br />Salacious<br />(Carry [the]) Count<br />Marked<br />Down<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8659205338892646779?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>Brian O'Donoghuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164096653368478210noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-86490459254793467112009-04-12T13:34:00.003-05:002009-04-12T13:54:33.751-05:00<h1>poem found on 18th street steps</h1><br /><em><br />T- take my love for granted.<br />R-replace my love with someone else<br />E-</em> *<br /><br />T-taking my love for granted<br />R-replace my smile with tears<br />E-everytime i think of you<br />N-no one ever loves me the way i love them<br /><br />N-never can be happy<br />E-everytime i think things are goin so well<br />L-loving someone who doesn't love you back<br />B-before you broke my heart<br />Y-you'll never understand my love<br /><br />N-no one knows how i feel right now<br />E-even when i though you were different<br />L-loving someone who doesn't love you back!<br />B-babe you really don't know how much i love you<br />Y-you broke my heart<br /><br />*crossed out<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8649045925479346711?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-83087839704068624192009-02-16T16:46:00.003-05:002009-02-16T16:53:01.570-05:00<h1>old transformer reading podcast</h1><br />I made a podcast of the Transformer Gallery reading from Nov. 29, 2006. Here is the blog - http://dsteelepoeticsaudio.blogspot.com/ - you can subscribe to the feeds under the "advanced settings" and "subscribe to podcast" in iTunes. Enter this address - http://dsteelepoeticsaudio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default - in the URL window.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8308783970406862419?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-80296153620278378172009-01-26T20:38:00.002-05:002009-01-26T20:40:47.133-05:00<h1>hey there</h1><br />in a second here<br />i'm going to write <br />a poem here<br />wait a second there<br />i'll write a poem here<br />in a second here<br />there<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8029615362027837817?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-72995635154484836722008-10-27T18:35:00.003-05:002008-10-27T19:00:34.646-05:00<h1>the belfast co-op store</h1><br />123 High Street, Belfast, Maine 04915<br />207-338-2532 www.belfast.coop<br />Open 7:30am to 8:00pm 7 days a week<br /><br />10/27/2008 5:11 PM 628295<br />02 Hillary<br />02307 Tuva Breads 4.79<br />02712 Cadwells Org Beef 7.49<br />02468 Scottish Highland Ground St<br /> 0.991 @ $7.49 7.42<br />786150000571 Stella Artois 22o 2.59<br />* * * Age Verified<br />88895 $.05 Bottle Deposit 0.05<br />786150000571 Stella Artois 22o 2.59<br />* * * Age Verified<br />88895 $.05 Bottle Deposit 0.05<br />94065 Peper, Green Bell<br /> 0.97 lb @ $3.99/lb 3.87<br />94686 Pepper, Sweet Italian<br /> 0.36 lb @ $3.99/lb 1.44<br />93165 Raddichio, Trevisio<br /> 0.46 lb @ $6.49/lb 2.99<br />02837 Dubliner's Irish Ch<br /> 0.6 @ $0.99 6.59<br />94782 Squash, Yellow Summe<br /> 0.84 lb @ $2.99/lb 2.5<br />94684 Mushroom, Crimini<br /> 0.35 lb @ $4.99/lb 1.75<br />Debit 44.39<br />SUBTOTAL 44.13<br />5% Me Sales Tx 0.26<br />TOTAL 44.39<br />TOTAL TENDERED 44.39<br />CHANGE 0.00<br /><br /> CARD INFORMATION <br /><br />Card Type: DEBIT (Swiped)<br />Account #: XXXXXXXXXXXX0018<br /><br />AMount: $44.39<br />Date: 10/7/008 17:12:57<br /><br />Reference #: 0173<br /><br /> *No returns without a receipt*<br />Please call or return within 14 days.<br /><br /> Questions? Comments?<br /> JOIN THE CONVERSATION!<br /> belfast.coop/blog<br /><br /> MEMBER ORIENTATION<br /> Sun.Oct.19th, 4-5:30pm,Cafe<br /><br /> Wine Tasting<br /> Fri.Oct.24th,7-9pm,Cafe<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7299563515448483672?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-62153584119238066032008-09-21T19:19:00.004-05:002008-09-22T00:08:00.003-05:00<h1>unselected notes from the night</h1><br />The Melvins<br />made me do it<br />I see "Burn After<br />Reading"<br />Go to bar <br />ask for info<br />on publishing<br />Still talking <br />about my 3<br />beast pizza<br /><br />can't afford<br />to be a <br />yachtsman<br />I am a<br />raftsman<br />can't afford a<br />yacht, man<br />I am in<br />the K-mart<br />Raft Club<br />The Raft Club<br /><br />Cold River<br />Vodka, distinctive<br />Maine potato<br />Kitchen Closed<br />Steelers won<br />Look up <br />Stomp in<br />Maine<br /><br />Cubs & Astros<br />one a natural<br />disaster waiting<br />to happen<br />the other<br />nature young<br />trying to live<br />who will<br />you root<br />for?<br /><br />Pat Wellenbach<br />&<br />Bob<br />RBukaty@ap.org<br /><br />The only chance<br />I have at paying<br />off my student<br />loans is to<br />get a job as<br />a renowned<br />Photojournalist<br />Even if my <br />dreams were<br />simple and<br />Pickett-fenced<br /><br />Now my dream<br />is to be free<br />of student<br />loans. one<br />of my main<br />catalysts<br />my goals<br />increase w/<br />my debt<br />I loath you<br />autodidact<br /><br />but I needed<br />teachers<br /><br />tonight was<br />a strange night<br />for baseball<br />September 17<br />2008 was a<br />strange night<br />for baseball<br />in America<br />on the<br />television<br /><br />I put an old<br />western on the<br />TV behind the<br />bar. and the<br />Jukebox plays<br />"more human<br />than human"<br />as pool is <br />played beer<br />is drank<br />drink is drunk<br /><br />-photo<br />Waterville<br />House of Pizza<br />12:45 A.M.<br />eat a 99 cent<br />bag of Sun Chips<br />while waiting<br />for an anchovy<br />feta and spinach<br />pizza eat reg drinking<br />Vitamin Water<br /><br />Mike Smith<br />(580) 678-2925<br />A 27 45th<br />brigade<br />Okla, Nat Guard<br />Third time<br />being deployed<br />196147<br />197028<br /><br />Cold War Kids<br />--------------<br />Grateful Dead<br />--------------<br />U2<br />--------------<br />Drink, Pool, talk<br />tables, table, bar<br />hand movement<br />mouth movement<br />... this is<br />a long fucking<br />song<br /><br />Remember to never<br />buy Shell gasoline<br />b/c they used an<br />assassin to kill<br />an African leader<br />(Nigeria?)<br />who opposed<br />their drilling<br />also, try and<br />avoid Exxon<br />b/c of their<br />irresponsible<br />environmentalism<br /><br />a girl starts<br />talking in depth<br />about nothing<br />I say from<br />down the bar<br />"your guys'<br />date is boring!"<br />they still talk<br />of alcohol and<br />I am still <br />drinking<br /><br />I've pissed<br />in the famous<br />urinals of<br />Orlando florida<br />I've pissed in<br />the urinals<br />of D.C. of L.A.<br />urinals of<br />great celebrities<br />I have pissed<br />in the urinals<br /><br />of famous<br />artists in fact<br />I just felt<br />a drop on<br />my thigh<br />p.s. go to a<br />Place on the<br />airport Road<br />called T.J.'s (?)<br />to play pool<br /><br />The Custodians <br />of Rock 'n' Roll<br />they don't ride<br />like that<br />anymore<br /><br />Sgt<br />Mike Smith,<br />multiple launch<br />Rocket system,<br />AT-4 A Co.<br />27 Brigade Support<br />Battalion<br /><br />An island in<br />Maine<br />Hey, hey here's<br />a request for<br />a favor<br />pass me those<br />bottles over<br />there<br />clank, clank<br />quarters<br />quarter<br />quar<br /><br />Photography is<br />a science that<br />produces art<br />what in the<br />hell are they<br />playing, what<br />in the hell is<br />he drinking,<br />what in the <br />hell does she<br />have in her<br /><br />hair.<br />I think I<br />Know you from<br />somewhere but<br />Whatever you do<br />don't eat tuna<br />more than<br />twice a week<br /><br />(mercury)<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6215358411923806603?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-89922491114517050052008-09-14T14:03:00.002-05:002008-09-29T13:05:28.940-05:00<h1>untitled notes from the night</h1><br />Try to think<br />of a way to<br />explain the<br />sound of the<br />synthesized<br />calypso drum<br />in words<br />Junga Junga Junga<br />Bwa Ba Bwwa B, ah<br />some of the<br />barmaids are<br /><br />off tonight<br />with their<br />friends dancing<br />w/ pool sticks<br />dancing w/<br />lovers dancing<br />w/ me<br />tit tit ta tee<br />tit tit ta tee<br />Bwwa Bwa Bwwa Bwah<br />tap a tap tap<br /><br />-At War<br />-Yesterday 9/11<br />-that's it<br />Man at the<br />bar explaining<br />the<br />world news<br />section I<br />can't find in<br />the paper<br /><br />Diamond rings<br />around the<br />fingers of<br />a woman<br />like fingers<br />around the<br />neck of<br />a man<br /><br />12-0-9 yeah I<br />still got time<br />one more<br />got a straw<br />or 3 I am<br />whistling now<br />to the beat<br />tune music<br /><br />catharsis<br />photography<br />---------------<br />Somebody crowd<br />surfs.<br />everybody gives<br />the wild man<br />room to dance<br /><br />I would like<br />to do Scientific<br />Photography of<br />Mainers dancing<br />like Eadweard J.<br />Muybridge's<br />horses.<br /><br />3,217 days<br />ago gas was<br />$2.37 cents<br />Less according<br />to the television<br />What's your name?<br />"Jessica"<br />"What's you<br />name?"<br />Mike<br /><br />Wild man dances<br />is here also<br />in the Pub dancing<br />to music<br />he has his<br />dreads in<br />shoes off<br />shirt sweat<br />touches me passing<br />sick<br />wooooooo<br /><br />Come home<br />from bar,<br />(look out window<br />to make sure<br />House of Pizza<br />is still open)<br />order an<br />anchovy, bacon<br />chicken pizza<br />for pickup<br /><br />I tell Jenn they<br />must think I<br />am satanic for<br />ordering such<br />a pizza<br />I tell her that<br />Vegitarians (she<br />must know being<br />one) gather in<br />the night when<br />the moon is<br />in the 4th<br />position<br /><br />they gather to<br />eat The Apocalyptic<br />Pizza. Underground.<br />draped & Huddled<br />eating bird<br />mammal & fish<br />tomato sauce<br />like blood on <br />their faces<br />don't let them<br />see you<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8992249111451705005?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-72284603865915496092008-09-12T09:22:00.003-05:002008-09-12T09:56:03.939-05:00<h1>trivia night at mainely brews</h1><br />1. What evacuated islands did Hurricane<br />Ike completely miss?<br />A: The Florida Keys<br />2. Where is Roof Masters<br />located?<br />A. Windham, Me.<br />3. My ankles are<br />Swollen, my feet<br />are blistered &<br />bleeding. The<br />Surgical pins & Rods<br />in my leg are<br />Shifting loose.<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7228460386591549609?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-29069914039267079752008-09-12T09:15:00.009-05:002008-09-22T16:10:50.326-05:00<h1>more notes from the night</h1><br /> He sounds <br />like he's calling<br />an ambulance<br />(Bartender calling<br />a cab.)<br />The future is<br />full of computer<br />problems<br /><br />I have never<br />noticed the:<br />spitting & crotch<br />grabbing of<br />baseball,<br />the roller<br />coaster of<br />disco melody,<br />The crazy<br />mathematics of<br />working at<br />a bar, spitting<br /><br />I am into<br />wide eyes<br />I am not <br />scared of you<br />I am always<br />in a hurry<br />Now I'm born<br />in the<br />U.S.A.<br /><br />I was<br />I am<br />I'm going<br />I am<br />I was<br />I felt<br />I know<br />I get<br />I reach out<br />I'd rather<br /><br />Yess<br />Nat's beat<br />the cheesy<br />Phillies<br />yess<br /><br />Try not to<br />remember<br />your bad<br />dreams<br /><br />My youngest niece<br />called me to tell<br />me she is pregnant.<br />I think it costs<br />like $1 million to<br />have a kid today.<br />(Prices may vary in<br />New York, California, and<br />Las Vegas)<br /><br />Can't get to<br />the Bob in<br />the place <br />down the<br />street<br />with<br />three<br />people have<br />Has to be<br />2 not even<br />on a trip to<br />get cigarettes<br /><br />went to a<br />trapper's rendezvous<br />today it smelt<br />like skunk<br />they sold a<br />wide array<br />of annal <br />glands. the<br />salesmen opened<br />their containers<br />for us to smell<br /><br />white stripes<br />skid row<br />nirvana<br />--------------<br />using a notebook<br />to lessen the<br />cost of sirius<br />radio + jukebox.<br />--------------------<br />Intellectus<br />Half & half<br />envelopes<br />milk<br />cereal<br /><br />Quarters for <br />laundry<br />forget camera<br />miss picture<br />saw a fire<br />truck<br />saw a squirrel<br />and man pass<br />as they crossed<br />to opposite<br /><br />sides of the <br />street. Saw <br />a tall girl with<br />glasses running,<br />cute. Threw<br />fallen apples<br />at a littered<br />cup. A modern <br />colonial New<br />England Educational<br />village.<br /><br />I walk until<br />I'm passed<br />the silver<br />and brick<br />houses. Until<br />I'm walking<br />through the<br />museum of<br />a modern colonial <br />New England<br />Educational village.<br /><br />It is Sunday and<br />I am looking<br />at ancient<br />images of ancient<br />religion made<br />of bronze,<br />ceramic, steatite,<br />ivory, vellum.<br />I reproduce<br />John Singleton Copley's<br />Mrs Metcalf Bowler,<br /><br />alimageworks.biz<br />--------------------------<br />I'll be in the<br />Art Institute of Pittsburgh's<br />2008 Edition<br />of the Annual Alumni<br />Show - will run from<br />Monday, October 20, 2008<br />through Saturday,<br />December 3, 2008. The<br />reception will be<br />held on Fri evening,<br />November 4, 2008.<br /><br />now I can go right<br />next door and<br />listen to blues guitar<br />and drink a beer<br />and listen to the<br />musician's anecdotes<br />between the songs<br />none of them<br />understandable<br />this is clear<br />when the girl<br />next to me asks<br />"who died?"<br />"I don't know."<br /><br />Then the words<br />from the songs <br />start making <br />sense with the<br />rambling tune<br />of the guitar<br />but I still can't<br />understand<br />a word. Until<br />"It don't mean<br />a thing if it<br />ain't got that swing."<br /><br />the planet<br />earth blues<br />I got the<br />planet earth<br />blues who<br />cares if it's<br />your birthday<br /><br />I really want <br />to know<br />Ahh who the<br />fuck are you?<br />tell me who<br />are you<br />kickin it <br />old school<br />Jaime Kennedy<br />You know<br /><br />Tuesday night<br />at the bar<br />next to my<br />Place is like<br />no other night<br />If I had woke<br />up at 815 am<br />when the cable<br />man called you<br />would have<br />known this<br />sooner<br /><br />a girl is way<br />too forward<br />at the bar<br />I wish she<br />was hot or<br />at least<br />decent and<br />athletic with<br />no kids I'd<br />be out of<br />here by now<br /><br />Sitting at a<br />bar in New <br />England with<br />my Legalize the<br />Irish dot Org<br />shirt I am<br />stereotyping<br />myself and<br />my ancestors<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2906991403926707975?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8243165465041347372008-09-08T22:25:00.001-05:002008-09-08T22:27:20.996-05:00In the GardenCyprus bald and myrtle creeps<br />Green mint and hair, soft lamb's ear<br />The fruit we’re all waiting for: <br />A tree, miraculous, biting and fierce, <br />Daylight in the mosquitos of swarms<br />Brown and small; snails they are bricks.<br />The overturned, redden to ready,<br />Getting tomatos, green baby, <br />compost on the slime trails.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-824316546504134737?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>jenn dphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-28795087885429644132008-08-31T12:52:00.002-05:002008-08-31T13:05:51.320-05:00<h1>notes from the night</h1><br />Midnight Blues Cafe?<br />How's that Bud Lime<br />selling?<br />It's okay.<br />The Red Sox are playing<br />the White Sox<br />but does she like <br />tequila? <br />Be creative.<br />I know What I'd<br />give her on her<br />birthday<br />What was that?<br />It was a Mich Ultra<br />Pomegranete Raspberry.<br /><br />I'll chase you down<br />the street as<br />I see you walking<br />out of here.<br />What time does <br />the band start?<br />Right about 9-10.<br />What? like in an <br />hour?<br />no at 9:10.<br />Oh, I thought you <br />meant sometime<br />between 9 and 10.<br /><br />I yawn too much I<br />have noticed I am <br />too tired I am in<br />no shape to be<br />playing hockey<br />I am lucky that<br />I am just sitting<br />here and yawning &<br />drinking this beer<br />& not playing<br />hockey getting<br />checked in my<br />face. (what does<br />"checked" mean?)<br /><br />field hockey<br />got to find a girl<br />that plays field<br />hockey.<br />way more hard<br />core than soccer.<br /><br />Douche Bags!<br />from the<br />fucking real<br />world<br />Drive Thru<br />Open 24-Hrs<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2879508788542964413?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-28838062781282236442008-08-24T08:10:00.001-05:002008-08-24T08:16:45.092-05:00<h1>american pocket</h1><br /><center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nsjRhpytAm0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nsjRhpytAm0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2883806278128223644?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-10869058579108911442008-06-20T12:54:00.002-05:002008-06-20T12:58:02.981-05:00<h1>on the way to katahdin</h1><br />I beep my horn<br />at a black bird<br />as it flys along<br />side me it smiles<br />it knows I'm a<br />scavenger, too<br />picking places<br />collecting points<br />in time like<br />meat<br />spread across<br />my table or<br />the road<br />some stop and<br />stand here<br />to remind themselves<br />the moose is<br />no fictional creature<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1086905857910891144?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-26574018577325411602008-06-11T21:24:00.005-05:002008-06-11T21:55:02.792-05:00Rag Smoldering in Back Room<span style="font-weight: bold;">AUGUSTA</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 6:48 p.m., DeKooning's Bicycle, 73, of Long Island, NY, was arrested (without rider) on Whitten Road on charges of operating under the influence and possession of marijuana.<br />7:27 p.m., there was a disturbance on Cony Road.<br />7:54 p.m., there was a disturbance on Riverside Drive.<br />9:48 p.m., there was a disturbance at Morton Place.<br />10:55 p.m., there was a disturbance on Gage Street.<br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 1:05 a.m., there was a disturbance on Stanley Street.<br />2:39 a.m., police arrested a 15-year-old at a Mount Vernon Avenue business on charges of minor possessing liquor by consumption and disorderly conduct.<br />7:33 a.m., a report of a structure fire at Sears on Whitten Road turned out to be a rag smoldering in a back room. Employees had used a fire extinguisher to douse the rag before firefighters arrived. There was no damage as a result of the fire.<br />8:10 a.m., a burglary was reported at a Bond Brook Road business.<br />10:10 a.m., fraud was reported on Mount Vernon Road.<br />1:24 p.m., an accident was reported on Hospital Street. Irony?<br />2:24 p.m., mischief was reported on Sewall Street.<br />2:26 p.m., there was a complaint of phone harassment on Glenwood Street.<br />2:32 p.m., there was a report of verbal terrorizing on Arsenal Street.<br />3:21 p.m., mischief was reported on New England Road.<br />3:30 p.m., a missing person, Bob Long, was reported on Crosby Street Place.<br />3:34 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred recently at the lottery building on Water Street. No wiining tickets found.<br />3:47 p.m., theft was reported on Clark Street.<br />3:51 p.m., a missing person was reported on Anthony Avenue.<br />4:20 p.m., people all over Augusta smoke pot, crack, meth, etc. to celebrate 4:20<br />4:50 p.m., there was a complaint of verbal terrorizing on Hope Way.<br />4:55 p.m., people all over Augusta re-create the experience of 4:20<br />5:11 p.m., there was an accident on Hospital Street. Again?<br />5:32 p.m., there was an accident on Second Street.<br />6:23 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred recently on Jabee Lane.<br />6:38 p.m., a burglary from a vehicle was reported on Winthrop Street.<br />6:51 p.m., there was a disturbance on Winthrop Court.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">BELGRADE</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 5:22 p.m., there was a complaint of harassment on Castle Island Road.<br />7:09 p.m., there was a report of harassment on Dustin Drive.<br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 12:29 a.m., there was burglar alarm at a Route 27 business.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">CHINA</span><br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 1:10 p.m. there was a burglar alarm at a Waterville Road business.<br />8:20 p.m., Eric Powell reported on the amazing business opportunities in China. No discernible crime detected.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GARDINER</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 2:10 p.m., there was a report of offenses by juveniles on Cobbossee Avenue.<br />8:45 p.m., there was a report of harassment on Winter Street.<br />10:26 p.m., a missing person was reported on Brunswick Avenue.<br />10:39 p.m., mischief was reported on Water Street.<br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 8:40 a.m., mischief was reported on Brunswick Avenue.<br />9:07 a.m., there was an accident on Highland Avenue.<br />9:39 a.m., theft was reported on Mechanic Street.<br />11:05 a.m., mischief was reported on Water Street.<br />11:46 a.m., there was a report of an illegal entry into a West Street apartment.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MONMOUTH</span><br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 8:13 a.m., a theft was reported on Seavey Corner Road.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ROME</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 5:16 p.m., there was a complaint of harassment on Crystal Spring Lane.<br />6:25 p.m., Hillary Clinton supporter still upset about glass ceilings.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">VASSALBORO</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 4:50 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred in recent days on Main Street.<br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 10:42 a.m., theft was reported on Taber Hill Road.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">WINDSOR</span><br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 7:47 a.m., there was a report of sex offenses on Nickerson Road.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">WINTHROP</span><br />TUESDAY<br />At 11:23 p.m., disorderly conduct was reported on Route 41.<br />WEDNESDAY<br />At 1:18 a.m., disorderly conduct was reported on Bowdoin Street.<br />8:26 a.m., a report of a weapon offense on Charles Street turned out to be a group of children playing with toy guns.<br />8:29 a.m., the report from 8:29 tragically wrong.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2657401857732541160?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>Constantly Changingnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-77088754273389831192008-05-23T07:47:00.001-05:002008-05-23T07:54:22.161-05:00among travelersPounding the pavement; Leg after shifting leg; <br />A morman cyborg; eyeglasses of jealousy. <br /><br />Dead birds and cats lay on the side of the road, <br />And the sweet smell of honeysuckle, drifts in the air.<br /><br />Resolve never to discuss the weather regardless of rain<br />That soaks all the way through to the most private inner layers<br /><br />Foreigners and racial slurs go together; no one is indigenous anymore<br />And there’s constant sighing.<br /><br />The fierce and imperceptible coyote, is drifting around the park;<br />And hiding among the surplus. <br /><br />Mellon fungus, dryad saddle, grows wide and round from the tree,<br />And the morels come up from the ground; their delicious triangle brains hardening. <br /><br />Globally this week, there was a tsunami, a cyclone, an earthquake and unknown melts. <br />Personally this week, there was a tsunami, a cyclone, an earthquake and untold melts. <br /><br />The paper has yellowed and the stain is from 1934, <br />The collar on the shirt is forever dirtied. <br /><br />I’ve heard they steal bikes there, at the bottom of the world, <br />July and August are their coldest winter months.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7708875427338983119?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>jenn dphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-24471245424443524462008-05-06T20:18:00.003-05:002008-05-06T20:24:04.968-05:00The Audacity of PoetryOpen to the Public!<br /><br />"Poe-tics Off the Page"<br />Presents<br /><br />"The Audacity of Poetry"<br /><br />Wednesday, May 14<br /><br />6-8 pm, performance at 7 pm<br /><br />Meatmarket Gallery<br /><br />Video/Sound/Smell/Touch/Taste/6th<br /><br />Etc.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2447124542444352446?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>Constantly Changingnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-21744961200198267432008-05-06T13:27:00.001-05:002008-05-06T13:29:16.011-05:00<h1>recipe for: destruction</h1><br />three angels named<br />liberty, truth & freedom<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2174496120019826743?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-11893153222268056762008-03-28T11:51:00.000-05:002008-03-28T11:53:24.525-05:00Saved SubjectsWe made progress: Hot clay tonight<br /> Lindsey sucking vids: Jack Kent Cooke<br /> Spring is finally here: Two on One<br /><br />Gorgeous breasts & lips: Energy trading platforms<br /> Unique gifts: Mount Vernon job openings<br /> Jump on her twin peaks: Your new casino paradise<br /><br />Life is short: Give her your everything<br /> You’ve been granted access: Don’t need no help<br /> Bang hard: Discount coupon on perfume<br /><br />A couple of opportunities: Here’s one of the big ones<br /> Need a gift idea: The color of trash<br /> Tail galore at SM beach: Bracket managers<br /><br />Your mailbox is almost full: Calling all galleries<br /> Take control in bed: Two for one<br /> You’ll never believe: Out of office reply<br /><br />Artists for Jessica Alba: Power meets price<br /> Participate in soccer orgies: Requesting Oxycontin volunteers <br /> Wreckfest: My friend is coming to town<br /><br />Digital prices: One day to score<br /> Media specialists: Bikini spread solutions<br /> Medication refill specialists: Ready to download<br /><br />Clean energy open house: Summer sale to London<br /> Letter of recommendation: The singing revolution<br /> Just you & your rubber duckie: Don’t miss the savings<br /><br />Our team of scientists: Topless photospread<br /> At their liberal best: Tailored to your preference<br /> This just in: A lunchbag presentation on going feral<br /><br />Strategic planning meeting: Car rental offers<br /> Impromptu cocktails: A lecture on Saudi Arabia<br /> Hot memory deals: Christina Aguilera moaning<br /><br />Perfectly crafted exclusive previews: The Embassy of Poland<br /> Photography changes everything: No more independence<br /> Minimalist concrete poetry: Spread the word<br /><br />Reading in thirteen days: Presenting Snow Lovers<br /> Thank you for your enquiry: Seduction of the Stone<br /> Regalia nominations: Heather’s cupcakes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1189315322226805676?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>Constantly Changingnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-44936044821191972422008-03-09T18:58:00.001-05:002008-03-09T18:59:51.813-05:00If it doesn’t fit the baby’s head could just pop right offSmoosh it, make it fit,<br />adjust the straps<br />use this tool <br />not like that<br />Do I have to do this every time? <br /><br />When they fall their helmets go rolling down the street<br />This isn’t good<br />It’s just not right<br />The lavatory key is broken in the knob<br /><br />What size is it? <br />It’s just not right, <br />It doesn’t fit, <br />I need air<br />I need air now !<br />The pump you sold me is broken. <br /><br />Is there really a difference?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4493604482119197242?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>jenn dphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-40364029408447291012008-02-26T23:37:00.006-05:002008-03-05T15:38:35.793-05:00<h1>audio self-portrait</h1><br />Hey<br />(teeth)<br />this is a<br />(mustache)<br />Self Portrait<br /><a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/selfportrait04.swf"><b>Self Portrait</b></a><br /><a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_03.swf"><b>Self Portrait</b></a><br /><a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_01.swf"><b>Self Portrait</b></a><br /><a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_02.swf"><b>Self Portrait</b></a><br />Weird.<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4036402940844729101?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-44867893276273436192008-02-24T00:32:00.007-05:002008-02-28T02:11:07.840-05:00<h1>a misplaced blog comment</h1><br /><a href="http://thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/andy%20with%20the%20rerun%2002.jpg">Andy Grundberg</a><br />his words grow on trees<br />his classes are full<br />he’s in the hall<br />behind the door<br />at the top of the steps<br />he stands there<br />at New York Ave NW<br />he is pleasant<br />he is driving<br />he is stopped<br />for a motorcade<br />giving a lecture<br />getting a coffee<br />wearing a rain coat<br />sunglasses<br />he is not in<br />his office<br />he has leaf<br />left gone<br />his words grow on trees<br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4486789327627343619?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>mikenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-33261846600310840232008-02-22T00:23:00.002-05:002008-02-22T00:40:21.495-05:00Old Fort WesternOld Fort Western<br /><br />Built upon a gypsy catacomb.<br />Gathering place of Illuminati individuals.<br />Manufacturer of illegitimate afghan rugs.<br />Pumping out clouds of radiation.<br />Walls packed with Nazi riches.<br />Provider of gray market exotic pets.<br /><br />Old Fort Western<br /><br />Your visage crumbles under the wails<br />of Benedict Arnold's specter.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3326184660031084023?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>Brian O'Donoghuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164096653368478210noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-54721059256881965722008-02-21T19:38:00.002-05:002008-02-22T15:19:19.465-05:00Old Fort WesternOld Fort Western the only fort with a strip club in the basement;<br />Old Fort Western I loved that Halloween party you threw last year,<br />And the complimentary beers you serve after your tours.<br />Old Fort Western:<br />Haunted by the ghosts of Judas and Brutus, Julius and Ethel, Benedict and John. <br />Old Fort Western I am going to apply for your artist grant next year. <br />Old Fort Western on a hill by the Kennebec, in the state of Maine,<br />In the United States of America.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5472105925688196572?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com'/></div>jenn dphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446noreply@blogger.com1