New York, NY
I have worked as a USPTA certified tennis instructor, Special Security Officer for the Metropolitan Museum of Art, high school English teacher, social worker, cross-country field interviewer for a research company, college academic advisor, boiler company driver, etc. Along the way poetry grew on me: I took my MFA at Brooklyn College.
My son is a NYC high school teacher, my daughter teaches in the U.K.; my wife is a flight attendant; and I currently work weekends behind a tennis club reception desk and give the occasional tennis lesson, taking time to travel and keep afloat a small journal I founded for those interested in U.S. (and beyond) education, The Teacher’s Voice.
A PEN member, my poems have appeared in several small press literary journals and anthologies—including Off the Cuffs: Poetry by and About Police, Soft Skull Press. My poems last appeared in Left Curve and Mobius: journal for social change. I suspect my work would be picked up more often by literary magazines and other venues, if not for my promoting The Teacher’s Voice—sadly, to my amazement, considered a bit too radical for the genteel status quo.
If I had to label my work, I would call it social-psychological-political narrative poetry. Many of my poems are motivated by anger over living under increasingly dehumanizing and self-destructive times that are caused by a very small population of white male capitalist elites—where the conditioned response of the majority is to deny and avoid the most painful issues, so do nothing. Psycho-social engineering is a traditional fact. We are a politically naïve, illiterate, and impotent citizenry compared to Europeans, who are also under attack by their own ruling elites and government minions. We are raised to be self-centered materialistic passive consumers to sleepwalk towards fascism and environmental disaster. I pity the next few generations that will have to deal with the worst horrors. On good days, I fantasize that some of my poems will actually be a little fuel for actual and potential activists; here’s to the millions that are younger, smarter, stronger, and braver than I am out there—who care.
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