An Imperial pint of Guinness
reflects emptily on the plentiful
philosophy of absence. The lack
of moisture. The unfortunate truth
that no wisdom remains
in its monocle-like bottom
if ever there was any to be had.
It doubts the veracity of all refills,
and marvels at its self-contained insight.
It resists any idea of being handled
or washed of sin, the prideful imagining
itself a vessel of gospel. A carrier of
impossible knowledge. A change agent
in a world where all snakes are realtors,
and everything leaks fitfully
from the urethra of nothingness.
The author hopes to one day once again volunteer with the Maryland Book Bank, CityLit, the Baltimore Book Festival, and return as house writer at the James Joyce Pub. His other pubs: North American Review, crazyhorse, New England Review, Southern Quarterly, Loch Raven Review, & Poetry. He's the author of The Stars Undone (Duende Press, 1992), and provided the libretto for a symphony, Of Sea and Stars (2005), performed 4 times to date. Recently, his 150th prose poem, was published. He was one of the founders and PE of the Black Warrior Review.