Monthly Archives: October 2012

The Idiom Podcast #2 with Ron Kolm

The Idiom Podcast #2 with Ron Kolm

Our second podcast we traveled to the lower East side of New York with our new microphone to talk with Ron Kolm about some of his poems. This is part 1 where we discuss the two pieces below and then we also talked about a longer piece title “The Divine Comedy” which we will give to you in a few months. Ron Kolm is part of a group of poets called The Unbearables who have done some pretty cool things for the underground writing scene. Check out his bio and The Unbearables ( sites for more information about them.

Also check out The Idiom Homepage to see some upcoming events!

Did you miss the Dodge Poetry Festival?

Were you unable to make it to the Dodge Poetry Festival?  Maybe you just didn’t show up the second day for some unknown reason and the ticket now sits in your car’s dashboard as penance….


I’m getting off track….Ink went and recorded a lot of the pieces he attended…. check out this first recording and follow his blog to hear some more that he posts!

The Idiom Volume 8 Issue 1 online and subscriptions now available!

Volume 8 Issue 1 Cover

Can you name all the twilight zone characters and objects on this cover?

The newest issue of the idiom is out and ready to read!  Check out our cover done by Nicole Greenwood….Here at the Idiom we love the Twilight Zone and when she approached us with the idea to draw a cover with characters and objects from the series….well we loved the idea and it came out great….

In this issue Gregg Glory address the idea of politics in poetry, Chris Rockwell from the Tuesday nite readings has a piece about our worth, some Diner Haikus from Keith Baird, and Walking English makes a comeback in this issue!

Ron Kolm also has a piece and we will be interviewing him this month in our Idiom Podcast….

You can check out the new issue here and also download it in PDF form if you need too….

Also on the site….The Idiom is now accepting Subscriptions for the first time ever!  Send $10 to our paypal account and throughout the year you will receive a copy of the current issue of the Idiom Magazine to bring with you where ever you go….

Bruce McRae and his images….

Some pieces from the summer issue before I get started on the October issue….

Bruce McRae actually submitted his work to my friend who runs the literary blog Walking English. He forwarded his work to me and here’s two of the three pieces in the current issue of the Idiom:

The Bee’s Knees

It’s only suddenly dawned on me,
how I’m nothing more than sand in a shoe.
That I’m a puppet in a seaside skit.
A minor character in a beach novel.
How I resemble most a reflection
in a carnival’s trick mirror.

And here I thought I was the pig’s wings,
the caterpillar’s kimono, the gnat’s elbows.
Instead of this tongue-tied parrot
spouting self-righteous oaths in order
that he might confirm his paltry existence.

And not this monkey on a string.
This breeze over the city dump that I am.
This creaking wheel. This lousy haircut.

This poem starts with a cliched title, which I feel is the worst thing you can have in a poem….but then every image after that is so unique and new that it makes the cliche ironic…I love when writers do that….It’s a great poem of self reflection and fun to imagine the different things he lists off.

Assigned False Planets

A paper gun and barbed-wire halo.
A sword made of charitable acts.
The good book of demons and a bomb’s wit.

It was the morning the altar boy went mad,
the very same day the war of the angels began.
We were being good by being bad,
in the same way light leads into darkness.
Someone had put salt in all the sugar bowls.
They’d just proven non-existence exists,
the newspapers buzzing with bruised roses.
Networks filmed their own eventual demise.
A wolf sued a lamb for non-compliance.
The rabid fox of intuition
raided the henhouses of reason.

I don’t know where I am in this poem….it has some narrative parts but its not clear….it flows really well and I loved reading it out loud….even though its abstract I love the small images it creates and I enjoy trying to connect them and creating a scene from it. “A wolf sued a lamb for non-compliance” is a great line and a great concept and the last two lines end the poem beautifully.