by Warren Gaston | Oct 19, 2016
Everything is what it is and also something else. It is the poet’s work to articulate the intercourse between the ‘is’ and the ‘else’.
by Warren Gaston | Oct 15, 2016
NOTE: This poem was written in 2011, posted on PBT 9/2015 but continues to be relevant to current events. If you were me, I’d be in love with you, but since you’re not, then only I will do. It is my greatest pleasure to be the nation’s treasure. With a citizen like...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 12, 2016
Paris, Montmartre, 10/7/16 On the Rue Saint Eleuthere I entered a gallery to ask the owner the way to Picasso’s le Bateau Lavoir*, the ‘laundry boat’ where Pablo scrubbed artifice from art in 1907. The man let fly directions with his hands, gesticulating –...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 11, 2016
Lyon, France 10/4/16 4:00 p.m. Four black teenage girls, hair sculpted in intricate artful braids, shoulder hip bump bounced along the cobbled Rue Sainte-Helene, their giggled voices ricocheting mouth to ear, exuberant for some reserved excitement I could not know and...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 27, 2016
Today I am leaving for France, homeland of ancestors, haven of art, house of gastronomy. I have long appreciated how the French refuse to pit logos against eros, rationality against sensuality, spirituality against physicality. The French do not want to pick this...
