by Matthew Lippman | Feb 20, 2022
(for Michael Morse) All I know is that I was somewhere in space and time reading Larry Levis.A poem about God. How God is always and forever 17. I don’t remember much about the poemand what I do remember is not really of much importance. What matters is that I was on...
by Matthew Lippman | Nov 4, 2018
NATALIE WANTED TO WATCH NASCAR Natalie wanted to watch NASCAR I said Hold up not my thing we were on the attic floor cleaning up Gel Markers and Monopoly houses Come on dad don’t go to the basketball the Cavs were playing the Pacers and Lebron was doing...
by Matthew Lippman | Apr 4, 2018
IF YOU DON’T WANT YOUR KIDS TO HAVE SEX DON’T FINISH THE BASEMENT This guy Lev, at the dinner party said, If you don’t want your kids to have sex don’t finish the basement. I don’t remember anything anymore, my 52 year old brain a soggy piece of kale, but I...
by Matthew Lippman | Jun 20, 2015
Ascent by Matt Bialer Bizarro Pulp Press. 2014. Sometimes you have to start at the beginning. To move up. To get lifted. To ascend. At the end of Matt Bialer’s epic poem, Ascent, there is a wedding, a Jewish wedding, the bride and groom lifted in chairs, the ancient...
by Matthew Lippman | May 18, 2014
Michelle Chan Brown’s Double Agent won the Kore Press First Book Prize, selected by Bhanu Kapil, in 2011. I received the book a few months book and was sad it took so long to get to me and so happy it finally did. “Apollo 11” is a poem that broke me apart into...
