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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Days 14-15

I was stumped by yesterday’s prompt and had to sit on it for a day, so I’m doubling up to hit the halfway point right on schedule! Prompt: “Two for Tuesday”: Write a love poem or write an anti-love poem. Prompt: Take the title of a poem you especially like (by another poet) and change

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Time, Inc.’s “mine” fumbles kickoff

“Oh, I get it. It’s very clever. How’s that working out for you?” –Tyler Durden, Fight Club Well, it seemed like a good idea. Magazine publishing executives are under a lot of pressure these days after the perfect storm of a wretched economy and the deflating of the emedia bubble have wreaked havoc on their

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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Day 13

Prompt: Write a poem that incorporates a hobby (either yours or someone else’s). THIRTEEN LINES “Hobby” is a loaded word, literally defined as a distraction from necessary evils, a pleasurable pursuit stopped short of sin, but Monday nights were no more hobby than a Christian’s Sunday morning service, the open mic a confessional, poets, a full-throated

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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Days 10-12

Fell behind this weekend; catching up in bulk! Prompt: Write a poem about Friday. Prompt: Write a poem about an object (or objects). Prompt: Take the phrase “So we decided to (blank)” and fill in the blank. Make that your title and write a poem. ODE TO FRIDAY Friday used to be a relief, a

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Amazon Rank, #AmazonFail

I’m probably one of Amazon.com’s favorite types of customers, living and working in spitting distance of a Barnes & Noble, Borders and several good independent booksellers, browsing their shelves but doing most of my book buying via Amazon. Over the years, I’ve spent thousands of dollars with them, on books (and other products) for myself

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History of the Bronx, For Kids

I have very mixed emotions about the Bronx, where I grew up for the first 12 years of my life (1969-1980), and which remains the closest thing I have to a place I consider home, in a cultural sense. Being able to live there again while my kids were still young was very important to

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Attack of the Social Media Gurus

Have you heard, yet? EVERYBODY is on Twitter! It’s grown 1,382,000% since last year! Even William Shatner is using it! This may come as a surprise but I don’t have a degree in acting. http://tinyurl.com/ct6sut Please subscribe to my YouTube channel 1:54 PM Mar 21st from web Also, Google is dead; Facebook is broken; and

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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Day 9

Prompt: Write a poem about a memory. NOT LIKE IT USED TO BE Every job I’ve ever had, I always seem to have just missed the good old days. STFU and GBTW.

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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Day 8

Prompt: Write a poem about either a specific routine or routines in general. SEASONAL AFFECTIVE DISORDER The beginning of a new season revives the spirit, like a clown handing a child a bright new balloon that will pop five minutes after he gets it home. Being a Mets fan from the Bronx requires a thick skin quick wit, and

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Poem-A-Day Challenge: Day 7

Prompt: “Two for Tuesday”: Write a “clean” poem or write a “dirty” poem. URBAN PLAYGROUND On my block trees were few and far between, caged for their own good, roots straining against concrete manacles for freedom. Dirt was plentiful, manmade — soda cans, candy wrappers, cigarette butts, lottery tickets — nothing that could nurture a

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