Showing posts with label Philip J. Curtis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philip J. Curtis. Show all posts

Friday, August 02, 2024

Stone Soup Lives!

Philip J. Curtis sent me this photo of The Stone Soup Company Bar & Grill in Tampa, Florida. The name carries on in ways Jack Powers probably never foresaw.


Friday, March 08, 2024

Stone Soup Croutons, 3-6-24: Trial Period


Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
 
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
 
 
As always, the poem does no justice. Something in common with the real world system.

Thanks for reading.


Trial Period
 

Court's in recession
youngest in charge
a stegosaurus. 

Homeless battle on 
with sentient cars
mid-commute.  

Friday, March 01, 2024

March 6: Stone Soup Starts March with a Double Feature

 
 

I asked Philip J. Curtis if he wanted to feature again now that he has a book out. He offered to bring along his comrade in poetry, John Chance Acevedo, who also has a book out. I loved the idea. Come hear them both on March 6.

Join us on March 6 from 7:00 to 9:00 PM ET by clicking this link.

The meeting ID is 890 9815 2429

Password: stonesoup

 

Friday, February 18, 2022

SAFE DISTANCE EDITION - Stone Soup Croutons, 2-16-22: On Wednesdays


Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
 
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.

A nutty all open mic this week, filled with perils and bad connections. Poets were breaking in and out so much, it seemed like poetic mad libs. Plus my Mom called, so she has a bit of a cameo in the video. Let's see what kind of poem I can come up with when everything that could go wrong already has. 

For anyone else, this would have been embarrassing, a disaster. For me, it was Wednesday.

Now you know the inspiration behind my title.

There were a lot of great references to Black History Month on the open mic. I apologize for my poem not reflecting that. I couldn't figure out a way to implement those elements early on. Please watch the video when you have time, and you can hear them. To Philip J. Curtis, if it's any consolation, I envisioned the mountain in my poem as Mount Bashenga. Thanks for reading.


Wednesdays

The figments of my worst-case fantasies
all have clearance to shadow me at work.

Thursday, December 03, 2020

Tony Takes the Wave Very Seriously

Special thanks to Tony Brown for featuring last night at Stone Soup Poetry and giving us not only a wonderfully personal reading but also a great capstone of the last few months (years?) of living in America. Come back next week we feature new Stone Soup friend Philip J. Curtis on December 9.