The Moon By Jack Kerouac The moon her magic be, big sad face Of infinity An illuminated clay ball Manifesting many gentlemanly remarks She kicks a star, clouds foregather In Scimitar shape, to round her Cradle out, upsidedown any old time You can also let the moon fool you With imaginary orange-balls Of blazing imaginary … Continue reading THE MOON

Hell, A Prose Poem by Peter Johnson

  HELL   “If you want to understand the social and political history of modern man, study hell.” ~ Thomas Merton It’s probably like the excitement of your first cigarette, but it lasts forever, that dizzying nausea — the Unknown: with imitation human heads on their buttocks, bats leaping from black books, dragon tails waving, … Continue reading Hell, A Prose Poem by Peter Johnson