Original Poem: John Coltrane’s Ascent
Sean MurphyWho wouldn't be published in a journal named The Decadent Review? I would (and fortunately, have already done so). As such, it's with great joy that I see my poem…
Original Poem: Thelonious Monk’s Moods
Coats and Hats / Thelonious Monk by Martel Chapman Once again gratitude to the good team at Jerry Jazz Musician for championing my work. This poem actually appeared late last…
2021: A Creative Recap
The World is Our Oyster, or Maybe Vice Versa In uncertain times, one thing remains immutable: storytelling is crucial and people can --and must-- find ways to create, share, and…
Original Poem: Anthropogenic
Big gratitude to Book of Matches for including my poem "Anthropogenic" in their new issue. (This piece is inspired by the chapter "The Shark Massacre" from Moby Dick -- a…
WordShedNYC Presents: THE BLACKENED BLUES
Huge gratitude to Leah Elimeliah, the mastermind of WordShedNYC, for curating this reading and Q&A, 1455’s last official event of 2021! (Leah also participated in the 2021 Summer Fest and her poetry appears in…
Original Poetry, courtesy of Ink Pantry
Huge gratitude to the good folks at Ink Pantry Publishing for featuring three of my poems (which range from blueberries as metaphor, if Herman Melville had email, and, of course,…
Sui generis, on the rocks: Christopher Hitchens, Ten Years On
The best way to compliment a writer, as a reader, is to recommend their work to others. That I wholeheartedly do –and have done. The best way to compliment a…
Original Poem: Karma Sutra
In addition to writing about famous dead people (pick up your copy of THE BLACKENED BLUES, here!) I've channeled more than a little energy the last few years into deconstructing…
Original Poem: Sun Ra’s Spaceship
Sun Ra's music sounds like it was intercepted from another world. Big thanks to Jerry Jazz Musician for continuing to publish poems about jazz, and it's my extreme pleasure to…
Buenos Noches Amigo: RIP, Rem Dawg
Oh man, what a loss for Red Sox Nation. Even though I've heard him call too many games to count, I can only imagine what my fellow fans in Boston…