lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Author: ps pirro

  • November Links

    So much keeps happening. Much of it passes without need for comment, because what is there left to say? Our laws are as broken as…

  • Housekeeping

    Just a quick note today, and a couple questions for you. For the last month of 2021 I’ll be off-line and somewhat out-of-pocket, which means…

  • Things Fall Apart

    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and everywhere The ceremony of innocence…

  • Just In Time

    I’m a just-in-time poem, sitting offshore in a shipping container on an uneasy ocean waiting, waiting, waiting for the crane to hoist me high and…

  • Give Us Your Burned Out Millennials

    The little city down the road from the little town in which I live announced this week that it wants to add 5,000 residents to…

  • Glasgow

    Journalist George Monbiot maintains that the only hope we have is to leave the oil in the ground. Leave the coal. The natural gas. If…

  • I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill

    I spent time this week listening to Eva Cassidy, whose music was unknown to me until long after her death in 1996. [h/t to music…

  • Obscure Sorrows

    From John Koenig’s Tumbler, and now book, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. Follow the link to go to a more complete definition. Monachopsis: a subtle…

  • October links

    Jon Michael Greer throws a shoe at intentional communities, and while much of what he says makes sense, it didn’t quite extinguish my desire to…

  • Intermediation 2.0

    It’s not news that the health care system in the U.S. is broken. Over the course of the pandemic we’ve seen how ghastly it is…