Last night Jacqueline Suskin set up her Poem Store: Your Subject Your Price in Eureka Books, writing instant poems on an old school typewriter. The North Coast Journal’s Bob Doran got a video of her in action.
I asked her to write me a poem on the subject that has hit a little too close to home lately: bounced checks. She said it was the first time anyone had asked for a poem on that subject
I wasn’t expecting it to be so poignant.
I cried, of course.
As to show us that money
$$$ is just an idea, a
funny dream in language
and symbol that can hold no weight and so bouncing
seems appropriate as if only paper and light
can make the right song
of nothingness that we
so hang upon to live.
Jacqueline also just had a book published. She’s trying to raise enough money at Kickstarter for a cross country book tour. I so hope she makes it.
Thank you, Jacqueline.