I too have posed in front of that statue. You, Obama, me and my husband, all kinds of people driving to Iowa City or Chicago and going in to town to see the legendary Superman statue... the list is dizzying.
(And this is my first visit to your blog, btw. We are not acquainted although I think your poetry's outstanding. I linked here from someone else, but I forget who.)
Paul Guest is the author of four volumes of poetry and a memoir. His debut, The Resurrection of the Body and the Ruin of the World, was awarded the 2002 New Issues Poetry Prize. His second collection, Notes for My Body Double, was awarded the 2006 Prairie Schooner Book Prize. His third collection, My Index of Slightly Horrifying Knowledge, was published by Ecco Press/HarperCollins in 2008. His fourth collection, Because Everything Is Terrible, was published by Diode Editions. His poems have appeared in Harper's, The Paris Review, Poetry, Tin House, The Kenyon Review, and elsewhere. His memoir, One More Theory About Happiness, was published by Ecco in May 2010 and selected for the Barnes & Noble Discover Great New Writers Program. The recipient of a 2011 Guggenheim Fellowship and a 2007 Whiting Writers' Award, Guest lives in Charlottesville, Virginia.
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This post provides crucial evidence for answering the age-old question:
Jor-L had how many sons?
At least 3?
Good God, I feel like I just licked a toad. Why do you have to mess with my reality?
Now that I think of it, I've never actually seen Paul G. and Barack O. in the same place at the same time...
Wow--I'm not really sure which display of pure power and charisma impresses me more. And that's saying something.
Barack the vote!
Oh I love it. It's bizarro world!
¡Sí Paul puede!
The picture is, well, okay.
But Trisha? Based on her one comment, I think I'm quietly in love with her just a little bit.
When I saw it -- I thought of yours too.
Metropolis! You've been to Metropolis, Illinois!
I too have posed in front of that statue. You, Obama, me and my husband, all kinds of people driving to Iowa City or Chicago and going in to town to see the legendary Superman statue... the list is dizzying.
(And this is my first visit to your blog, btw. We are not acquainted although I think your poetry's outstanding. I linked here from someone else, but I forget who.)
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