Monday, September 10, 2018

Book Review : "Everything Trump Touches Dies"

Everything Trump Touches Dies: A Republican Strategist Gets Real About the Worst President EverEverything Trump Touches Dies: A Republican Strategist Gets Real About the Worst President Ever by Rick    Wilson

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


In this book, Rick Wilson takes a clear-eyed, passionate, merciless look at the current President and his sycophants. Right down the line, from Trump himself to his boosters and apologists from clueless Jared to crazed Alex Jones, Wilson takes dead aim and skewers them, exposing their incompetence, idiocy, and pretensions in the process.

This isn't, however, just a hit man conducting his work-a-day business. This is an author who believes in what conservatism has always been, and points out both the contrast with what it has become, and outlines the way back or the way to perdition.

I laughed out loud many times while reading this; it is both serious and genuinely funny. It's a pie in the face of the puffed-up and a steel pipe to the kneecaps of the dangerous, the bigoted and the fake. Very highly recommended.



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Saturday, August 11, 2018

In A Room-Box

In a room-box with unmade bed, you bloomed
(in time, ajar)
In a room-box with night-sign light, you bloomed
(a venom star)
On the wall, shadow of your swaying head
(crepuscular)
Your odd gift of what is shown, then vanished,
In after-image of gorgeous damage. 
_______ 

for Fussy Little Forms--cavatina.

Friday, August 10, 2018

untitled 55

Sound isn't what you think.
Your boot soles flat on the wooden floor
is how your feet make fools of your ears.

"Forever" is the froth
offered up by every stranger I have loved.
I turn to it like a bloom,
but fissures up my back 
is how time finds the fool in the room.
______

A 55 for Kerry.

Thursday, August 9, 2018

Maureen

Maureen tied summer to her wrist with a shoelace--
now the sun rises and sets in her sleeves.
Maureen left home at age 8, became a nun, quit, joined the army.
Now she wears her hair loose, 
knows the algebra of your every word before you sigh it.

Maureen talks to the Holsteins in the pasture,
contemplates the squares of the fields as seen from the air in planes
taken from high school geometry and woodworking class. 
"This was all a salt water sea," she tells the cows with a wide gesture,
sun spilling across the sloping green with the arc of her arms.

Maureen likes her milk frothy, her paintings surreal.
She likes you when you tell her she's a habitable planet in a colorform sky.
"We are rapidly approaching a tipping point," she opines dramatically
as you roll her over, then she rolls you, you haystack fool,
stood up on a stick with a silly grin because summer, because crows, 

because Maureen.
_______

for Wordy Thursday at Toads. I have used vintage jellies' word list for reasons explained in the comments there. Just as a nod to the original intent of Sherry's prompt, there is a Grover Lewis reference hidden away here. 2 points for finding it.

Back in the 80's I had about a dozen buttons pinned to my jean jacket. One of them was Nena, who I thought was just the coolest ever. I also had Chrissie Hynde. I still have the jacket, and it still has a couple of buttons but not those. The one everybody likes is a crayon face with a big smile that says CHEER THE FUCK UP. 

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Saturday, August 4, 2018

Lily

Direct sun is bad billet for cuttings.
Lily was long-stemmed, 
half drunk
half honest
night-starred
giving head to a bottle in a graveyard.

She never chose her own tattoos--
just once born, once baptized, 
seven times left crying  by the roadside.
Lily likes her Ginny with Georgia lime.

O Lily fair, Lily bright,
gives all her love 
to a runaway cat
and salts her bath with anything white.

Lily used to pose on a coffin lid
half sweet
half willing
 half live, half dead.
Long-stemmed Lily talking out of her head
to the peonies out by the garden shed. 

Of course she loves you,
tap-water blank with soft pale hands.
Lily fair, Lily bright,

long-stemmed Lily in your circle stands
almost straight
almost strong
almost saved, and almost 

gone.
_____ 

for Camera FLASH! at Toads.