J. Barrett Wolf has been writing for over fifty years. His perspective is informed by having been a singer-songwriter, a decorated police officer, a volunteer firefighter, and a touring poet. Back in the last century, he spent two years on the Connecticut USA Touring Poetry Roster.
He's been published in Black Bear Review, Portland Review of the Arts, Performance Poets Association Literary Review, Xanadu, Underwood Review, and The Rye Whiskey Review, Green Kill, Oddball Magazine, Ragazine, Junk Mail Oracle, Writing Outside the Lines, and Limestone Dust, as well as over fourteen anthologies including Passing, Writing Between the Lines, Long Island Sounds, and Rubber Side Down: The Biker Poet Anthology, and most recently Corona: An Anthology of Poems.
He resides in Binghamton, New York, where he is the Poet in Residence at The Bundy Museum of History and Art and the director of WordPlace: The Southern Tier Literary Center.
There's such a small difference
Between
Being alive and living.
Serotonin, acetylcholine, peptides
...
If you kissed me, would I understand the slow, fertile music of Neruda?
Could your mouth teach me patience,
the way Aguardiente teaches warmth in the night,
penitence in the morning?
...
Changing universal joints.
Replacement the hips live in a slow sea of grease.
The floor is insulated from my steel-toed boots
by a cushion of grime and 30-weight oil
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I am not homeless
there is a number on my door
a room mate cat quilt desk sofa
spray bottles under the sink.
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ach of us types...
Copywriting for our own little ad agency
Selling long walks on the beach
Candlelit dinners
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