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Happy Birthday Walking English!

This weekend celebrates the 8th year of Walking English…. the site’s been a huge part of the Idiom’s content and voice…the poets from the site give great readings and help out at literary festivals and the distribution of The Idiom…last night a group of us went out and celebrated with whiskey and wine and talked about the future endeavors of The Idiom

Here are some of my favorite pieces from the site:

Weather Report 

by Chris McIntyre   (Mac….The creator of the site)

Woody Guthrie wrote This Land Is Your Land
in February of 1938,
hitchhiking through Pennsylvania
on his way to New York. He felt
the mountain range wind laughing.
Over lean miles, he lay on his back,
feeling for the rumble on coming traffic
to disturb the unstirring wilderness.
There was no road but his road,
as I-80 dreamt him along.

If you look for America there, you’ll see it
passing you in scenes, standing like billboards on the highway,
moving pictures of the great, empty
Sunday supper.
The oak doorway straining in the
weather. The toll road charming your
last few dollars. The chyrons pronouncing that
the corners have been turned. It’s like the
bookmark melting into the page. The field
slowly becoming forest.

My father brought pieces of America with him
when he left. There was the dirt on his boots.
He held onto the sky in his pockets.
He could throw it on the wall, and it would
slowly drip into a mess on the floor.
This was not something he would worry about.

Remember, these roads are still holding
a space for you. Remember that Woody Guthrie
in the middle of Pennsylvania
in February
and he saw beauty.

untitled by Stephen McNamara  (F/brownstone)

physicists have shown
gravity to be the only
force that acts across
long distances

when tight rope walkers learn
they are three feet above the earth
slowly developing
a controlled sway
of their feet

there are no crowds
or safety nets
at that distance

haiku  by Erin Baird   (Marionerin)

a night of regrets
followed by the awkward sun
rising to greet fools

Fame by Keith Baird   (Cat’s Cradle)

I used to look like

Jack Black with a beard.

Now I look like

John Belushi without a beard

And Jason “George” Alexander,

Oliver “3 Musketeers” Platt,

And one time Charlie Sheen.

I have never once

Looked like

Keith Baird.

In Words  by Joe McCall   (Joe)

I remember the world as poetry.
it doesn’t happen that way.

It’s not until I sit down,
and scrape my pen against the page,
that I think of the way you smiled
the night I first met you, or

The way your lip gloss would
shimmer and shine,
the light reflecting
off my kitchen chandelier

or the feeling I get, looking back
at all the rainy nights spent together,
all the mattresses on the dining room floor,
all the curses that we screamed at each other
and the darkness of your cellar door.

You were always sweeter in words,
You were prettier in words, and
I loved you more in words
then I ever did in real life.

I call it Voiceterbating  by Amy Dwyer  (Apotheosis)

I’ll hum and click and sing for hours
keeping my fingers busy
dice or jewelry
loose change and trinkets

humming clicking
playing with the sounds, holding them


nonsensical syllables
chopped up and delivered
into rhythms
that go on for minutes
that wind along like lifetimes
and get shot through
with bursts of birdsong,
crystallized howlings
and whooping exclamations of joy or regret

I couldn’t tell you what I’m thinking
starring blankly at busy fingers
dice or jewelry
loose change and trinkets

The Sea gull  by Josh FInk  (Grayson Barlett)

I’m swinging around this world
I’m fucking John Glenn
The worst thing you can do to me is let me touch the ground
Toss me a pretzel
with a pressed and hidden Alka Seltzer
and watch my belly blow

The Idiom Podcast #8 with Chris McIntyre Part 2

idiompodcastlogoWe have a new podcast up
which is actually a continuation from an old podcast A few months
back we interviewed Chris McIntyre And now
here is our continuation with Idiom Podcast #8
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for updated information on our events and book
release Party for Tollbooth

Poetry by Josh Fink in the latest idiom….

Some of the poetry for The Idiom Magazine comes from the literary blog, Walking English, this time around I chose a few pieces from poet Josh Fink

Josh is known for his tight rhymes and short lines and always great to hear read out loud….I think he might make some appearances at some of the Revolutionary Lounge Open Mics on Tuesday nights but keep an eye on the idiom site to see if he’ll be reading again anytime soon….for the blog I chose one of his more narrative pieces….

Find rest of the current issue here

The Closing Hour for Her

her nail polish made her fingertips look like jade
and she painted watercolor landscapes on her window shades
and she only drank tequila in pink lemonade
but she’d make the saddest man fake a smile

she had extra tall veins popping out of her hands
and she only knew two songs from all her favorite bands
and she’d talk about how much she hated their fans
and the worthlessness of what they call ‘style’

she rode the bus every morning and the train every night
she said just because she liked the change of the light
when she wakes the train’s boring but going home the bus is bright
and it stings her eyes when she sleeps

she kept all her favorite body parts in little mason jars
her toe nails, skin tags, and parts of her scars
she flossed with piano strings and strummed on guitars
and said, “at least this one gently weeps.”

she had bull frogs hopping all around the kitchen
and her aunt lived in the attic and she’d run down bitchin’
about the walls that’re moldy and her towel that’s gone missin’
and the rust at the end of the hose

and the Mustang in the half shed was forty years old
with a cherry red finish and the edges in gold
and the sign on the windshield said, ‘gone but not sold’
but she knows that everything goes

Idiom Podcast #4 with Chris McIntyre

Erin Baird, Mark Brunetti, Keith Baird, and Chris Mcintyre gather around for his podcast...

Erin Baird, Mark Brunetti, Keith Baird, and Chris Mcintyre gather around for his podcast…

We interviewed Chris Mcintyre for the fourth Idiom Podcast.

We kind of themed it nostalgia as a lot of the poems seem to look back on the past. The creation of Walking English is discussed, Chris’s use of parodying other writers he admires in his writing, his connection of rhythm in his poems to his musical background, and historical connections to the present.


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….

A blog to follow….

Here is a link to Chris McIntyre’s Blog

This post is his defense of Jack Kerouac and some of the predetermined hipsterish opinions about his work and Mac makes a great point….

Chris is the creator of Walking English a poetry blog where the idiom gets a lot of its work…

Check it all out and some of his other posts too…