Graphic Poetry Project: Part 1

Transmitted on Wednesday, November, 4th, 2009 at 7:55 am in Heroes & Myth , New Stuff , Poetry

This is a sample from a project I’m currently working on that, much like my writing, combines poetry and comic books.  This project will be my attempt to create a graphic poetry collection based on my manuscript “…hide behind me…” which was my thesis and which has had much success in individual poem publications.

Where my poetry tends to pull the comic book world into it, this project is an attempt to fuse the two worlds evenly.  This sample is from VERY early in the project’s development, but still something I thought I’d share as I believe this project will come out to be something very special in the end.  Enjoy.

(Note:  This character is NOT Batman (the funky haircut probably gave that away. Ha!)  He’s a lifelong criminal by the name of Iron Man Vasquez who, for a moment, tried to redeem himself by pretending to be a hero.  The poems here reflect his thoughts as he looks back on his life in his dying moments.)

Artwork by Federico Zumel

Artwork by Federico Zumel

Chewing the Bones of Teenage Love

In school together, she and I ain’t talked.
I was the big, mean demon her old man
told her would hurt her deep. He said I’d stalk
and rape and kill her. “That’s all his kind can

digest,” I heard him tell her once. Dive deeper…

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An Open Letter…

Transmitted on Thursday, June, 18th, 2009 at 9:52 am in Heroes & Myth , New Stuff , Poetry , Wonder Woman

An Open Letter to Up and Coming World-Savers
(Wonder Woman)

We all know the keys to our own transformations:
the secluded phone booths, the darkened caves,
the candlesticks that open the secret changing room
in the library, the magic words that conjure lightning,

and on and on.  We’ve all created our methods
of shedding self in favor of  Freud’s superego. Dive deeper…

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Pax Romana

Transmitted on Thursday, June, 18th, 2009 at 9:50 am in Heroes & Myth , New Stuff , Poetry , Wonder Woman

Pax Romana
(Wonder Woman)

A boy, no more than twelve,
chanted, through shuttered eyes,
something about freedom from tyrants,
a government in homage of its people.

I hardly heard him over the howling
crowd, the firecracker gunfire, the Molotov
cocktails washing down in hot, smooth
arcs across the red-bricked square.
Dive deeper…

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From Death Row, an Interview with a Wolf:

Transmitted on Monday, April, 13th, 2009 at 11:20 pm in Heroes & Myth , Poetry

From Death Row, an Interview with a Wolf:
(Interviewer’s Notes:  He stares at his hands as he speaks.  His eyes
are sunken.  Said it was insomnia, nights without peace,
that brought him to me.)
Dive deeper…


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