It's Here!
People On The Street Exploding
33 poems written and read by Mary.
Available now on Amazon, iTunes, YouTube and several other locations.
Pure, Sounds, rhythms, Words. A single voice. Pure poetry. How refreshing to hear a spoken word performance without rant. Without artifice. This is Mary Blinn: her voice, her words. The poet alone with the emotions, music, kinetics of her art. Wonderful to hear the musicality of her voice again as I had at so many poetry readings before her premature passing in 2015. This collection of Mary Blinn's work expands and augments her legacy as poet/musician/artist, a necessary partner to her posthumous book of selected poems, when word and image run away. From the opening selection "Dinner Dance," the tempo is set. People On The Street Exploding is an inspired performance, a symphony of poetry. Thank you to Robert Blinn, Mary's husband for assembling this CD.
-Albert DeGenova poet, publisher After Hours Press
Silver Spikes
Silver Spikes
flash in the dirt-streaked sunlight of
the second-hand shop window.
They glare at the passers-by
waiting to seduce some unsuspecting Dorothy into
clicking those magical heels home. Like a catfish
snagged by the glint of a lure in murky water.
I'm reeled in toward the
Hey babe what's doin' wanna little
razzle-dazzle hot jazz take me dancin' tonight
handsome pop the cork and watch it spray
kick 'em in the air and let fly until
the alka-seltzer sunrise lands us under the bed in
some downtown hotel what say kid
throw some tinsel the old bones and
let's go live a little
Silver Spikes.
They look almost new; barely broken in.
A guaranteed blister on the skin.
Guess I was looking for a
more experienced pair.
