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April 14, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Skipping Reels of Rhyme
Poem after poem, time after time. It is my chance to sing. No less a force than Bob Dylan said all words that rhyme mean the same thingArchive
April 13, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Unfinished…
Come talk to me when all bones are clean Then you can point out my flaws, when I no longer see the skin of past victims dangling from yours…Archive
April 12, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Church Is A Verb
(with thanks to Margot Pierard) She is singing Blackbird a capella. As the family grieves, the vocalist offers a hug they can hear. A scaffold to really hold them in the moment. The voice uplifting, almost quite literally. There’s a church for all of us, we don’t need to always be there. We just need […]Archive
April 10, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: For Whom
She walked past and I remembered her from one moment. Me, drunk on New Year’s Eve, I ripped the bell from the front door and then ran to town clanging it, yelling “bring out your dead”, thinking myself so funny. Some 25 years on I wouldn’t say I’m awful. I’ve done a lot of bad […]Archive
April 8, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Ani DiFranco Might Have Been The Original Slam Poet For All We Really Know (Or Care)
right now a slam poet is committing to memory a new poem that makes their lips and tongue do a dance determined to make sibilance sexy (it’s not!) and then hoping to evoke the feel of their feet merging with the earth and feeling so goddamn at one with it all eh. basically fingering the […]Archive
April 7, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Old Skies
the new moon sits in an old sky, reminding us that you can never truly say goodbye, unless the plan is to stay gone for good – or for worse.Archive
April 7, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Sweetman Podcast # 252: Mike McKeon aka Mike Dr. Blue
Welcome back for another week and another new guest, this is episode 252 of Sweetman Podcast with support from our sponsors – T Leaf T and Yeastie Boys and thanks to you readers and listeners. Now – as you probably know, as well as the usual platforms (this site, soundcloud, iTunes/Apple) you can get to […]Archive
April 6, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Blood Is Thicker Than Water
The new move is to just let them be. Chat about the things they find interesting. Blood is thicker than water. So a drink helps to dilute the build up from tongues bitten.Archive
April 6, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Clean Closet
Those 2000 things you wrote don’t matter because of fifteen things you said. It’s not acceptable in 2021 to have digital breadcrumbs from a prior feast un-swept. The amateur cleaner will find them and charge you later, take what they can; their own shelves well hiddenArchive
April 5, 2021 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: I Nearly Killed A Dog One Day
Sixteen years old, driving the big blue Volvo real fucking fast down the hill and then WHAM! I hit a dog. It flew across the road in front of me and I clocked it front on. It tumbled down the road doing cartwheels – it was horrible. And then, almost more frightening, it soldiered up […]Archive
April 4, 2021 by Simon Sweetman