Poem: Bridge

Poem: Bridge

  Bridge By Patrick T. Reardon   My first job landed on me like a ton of children on my four-hundred-and-twenty-eighth day.  It began with my brother.  Two sisters followed. Two more brothers. Eight more sisters.  The first leads...

List: Ten albums

List: Ten albums

  I just finished one of those challenges on Facebook, this one wanting me on consecutive days to post an image of an album that influenced my musical taste, without comment. Here, in alphabetical order, is the full list, with a tiny comment...

Poem: Lamentation

Poem: Lamentation

  Lamentation   By Patrick T. Reardon   Let Israel now say, let Aaron now say, give thanks, mercy endures, mystery forever his majesty.   Bulleted chaste gazelle, backyard cement, clot-blood hosed onto yellow winter grass...