01/17/21: Quiet Reflections as My Fingertips Make Tiny Furrows in the Oval Office Rug January 17, 2021January 17, 2021 iambanapestaddiction, addictive, betrayal, dragged out kicking and screaming, furrows, good meat, life's very best high, limerick, making things die, Oval Office, poem, poet, poetry, rug, small hands, tasted, the vital importance of basting, Trump, wastedLeave a comment Image
10/11/19: My Conversation With Mr. Erdoğan Was Beyond Perfect October 11, 2019October 11, 2019 iambanapestallies, betrayal, conversation, eats like a meal, Erdogan, Kurd, Kurdish, Kurds, limerick, perfect conversation, poem, poetry, Putin, Russia, Syria, Trump, TurkeyLeave a comment Image
02/23/19: How Can You Say Literature Is Dead When I Am the Twitter Flaubert of Our Times February 23, 2019February 23, 2019 iambanapest#MAGA, alimony, amateurism, betrayal, child support, Flaubert, fraud, L'éducation sentimentale, le mot juste, life lessons, limerick, morals, pawing, poem, poetry, tradition, Trump, young womenLeave a comment Image
