WITH RUMORS RAMPANT of agents provocateurs throughout the land including in today’s literary scene, it’s a good time to post this standby poem from New Pop Lit‘s EIC, “The Mole.” IS the mole only an animal– or something more? Paranoid minds wish to know.
Brian Eckert returns to the New Pop Lit microphone with a reading about Empire. “Unholy Roman Empire.” But which Empire? In the past, present, or future? Or is Brian speaking about US? **** (Art: “The Consummation: The Course of Empire” by Thomas Cole.)
“swore to be an angel . . . forgot that my feet are still in the mud.” A swan, a lion, a rose, an angel, an eagle– there’s a lot going on in our new featured performance by A. J. Kaufmann. A. J., “a modern Polish poet, lyricist, composer, and musician,” tells us this poem, […]
IN LOOKING for a poem to celebrate the 4th, New Pop Lit‘s chief editor realized he’d recorded one himself. FYI: It’s a trifle sarcastic. To keep him away from the microphone, send us your own recorded verse! Rants, agonies, recitations, comedies, or other “spoken word.” To: newpoplitATgmailDOTcom. (NOTE: The opening to this poem is supposed to […]
More audio? YES! After involvement on other literary fronts we hear the drumbeat chant: “We want audio. We want audio!” So we have up-and-coming poet Adrian Ernesto Cepeda reciting a striking poem about two people, a car, cigarettes, a radio, matches– and moments. Listen to it more than once to catch all of it. […]