Poetry

My new favorite bookstore/cafe is McNally-Robinson on Prince St. in SoHo. I go there to browse the deluxe art publications, and because the baristas at their cafe are fantastic. This evening, I stumbled onto a poetry reading. The American Poets Project has published some great-looking volumes, and the poet Samuel Menashe, who is the winner of their first "Neglected Masters Award" wowed me with his concise and moving poems. In fact, a short, 2-line poem of his was of relevance to The Clay Dojo. It goes like this: A pot poured out / Fulfills its spout