the cruelest month

i don't need no freakin' month to celebrate poetry, right?  so but then anyway, april is national poetry month.  some good shit is being produced and published in many different places so keep your eyes open.

but let me suggest, again, the tattooed poets project in honor of this cruel month published by this most excellent NYC tattoo blog tattoosday.

and might i suggest reading nate marshall's very cool essay about poetry and hip-hop, blueprint for breakbeat writing.

with all the pollen in the air and my eyes red, scratchy, my throat tender and dry, and i can feel every millimeter of my sinuses, april is indeed the cruelest month.

now get outta my way!  i'm heading to the fridge for a peach.