Harvey Lillywhite.

LOVE LETTER

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by Harvey LillywhiteThe sheer number of times over more than 30 years is a little staggering. “Do the math,” he said, draining any hint of romance from the whole affair. Fifty-two weeks in a year times thirty-two years. One thousand six-hundred and sixty-four weeks. And how many times a week? There was certainly a lot at the start, but not so much here at the end. … [Read more...] about LOVE LETTER

C…raving…s

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by Harvey LillywhiteIn what universe could I live sufficiently happy and content with exactly what I’ve got at this very moment? Why am I so hungry? (Not just for food.) My appetites, quite frankly, are out of control— not wildly so, but enough to drive me to constant shopping because, on some level, I really do crave shopping, as if a low-level infection were … [Read more...] about C…raving…s

The Music in Poems

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Ten Music Boxesby Harvey LillywhiteI’m having this dream in the wee hours of the morning as the frozen rain flicks at my bedroom window. I’m on the David Letterman show. Evidently I’m a writer there to plug my new books. I hand Mr. Letterman two books that I’ve written. On their bright covers are terrific blurbs of praise and short descriptive hooks that … [Read more...] about The Music in Poems

Poem: Objects of Desire

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by Harvey LillywhiteThe great thing about objects of desire is that they can’t be sublimated (to make nobler or purer, among other things). You could sublimate your brains out, create a whole New York City, a Paris, or Hong Kong. But it does no good. Desire, pure and seething, remains.  Consider the scotch tape dispenser. Like a sleigh for tape. Those fifteen piranha … [Read more...] about Poem: Objects of Desire

BOTTLECAPS IN THE WEEDS

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by Harvey LillywhiteI Pledge Allegiance to the Bottlecaps Of the United State of WeedsAnd to Our PerceptionFor which They StandOne NationUnder AweWith Liberty and JusticeAnd ImaginationFor AllOh, wait, those aren’t the right words, they can’t be. . . .O, so much has been written about the importance of fiction and poetry, merely to repeat or recombine these ideas … [Read more...] about BOTTLECAPS IN THE WEEDS