Mar 04
The Polish Hammer Poetry Corner Beards Back in my day, a beard was a woman you’d agree to marry when too many people began questioning your need for such an extensive Barbie collection and your fixation with drinking Rose wine with your brunch. Nowadays, everyone has a beard. Seriously, I can’t remember the last time …
Feb 25
The Polish Hammer Poetry Corner Just Another Casualty of the Industrial Revolution I didn’t set out to be a factory worker. Near as I can remember, I didn’t set out to be much of anything. I knew I was poor. I knew most every path would entail working for a living, likely existing paycheck …
Feb 18
The Polish Hammer Poetry Corner The Ballad of Extended Adolescence Twenty miles away from where I’m sitting right now writing this column, my twenty-two-year-old son is sitting in a rented house staring at a computer screen of his own. He’s not writing a column or working on a novel that’s only going to fizzle out …
Feb 11
The Polish Hammer Poetry Corner The Polish Hammer Strikes Again I’ve been doing this for a long time. Writing, that is, with the intention of allowing any number of unknown people to judge me by the bullshit I put down on paper. I started getting my poetry and stories published in the early nineties, right …
