The last in the series, this snapshot takes us down the poetry road. Nora Umbría wonders and wanders, shining a light on the origins of it all.
A short piece written in the early 1970s:
“one for old Marv between the popcorn and the beer–“
the wormwood preview peekshow blaring
pages like diamonds snarling
the wormwood freakshow staring
ramparts of rages and macaroon print
much better poetry than