From the verses of Shakespeare to the violence of Football, a soft hand on the nape of my neck to a rim's hard rattle after a dunk, the mute of Miles to the rhymes of Rakim, Hershey's chocolate to a garlic peppered, cedar-planked salmon, Joel Dias-Porter's thoughts scatter like grains of black sand across a wind-blown beach.
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Thursday, March 24, 2022
Coming down to the wire.
These are the blurbs for my forthcoming collection of poetry titled “Ideas of Improvisation” from Thread Makes Blanket Press.
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