Today (tonight,actually) I’m posting my favorite poems from my favorite living contemporary poets. BIG DADDY by Carrie Jarrell Called me Hot Stuff. Called me Ragtop, Lugnut, your Deere-in-the-Driveway Duchess. Called forth Bad Company from the pickup’s stereo and, lo, I appeared with a buck knife and a hundred-proof smile, my battered hunter’s manual tucked in the waistband of my cutoffs. What were we at first but two necks of the same guitar, high on the blister of our power riff? Each night was a stadium tour, each day an album cover fit for collecting. How precious, how practiced we looked … Continue reading Poets I Love, Part 2