Looks like Donald Rumsfeld will have more time for his poetry (see Slate)
A Confession
by Donald Rumsfeld
Once in a while,
I’m standing here, doing something.
And I think,
“What in the world am I doing here?”
It’s a big surprise.
—May 16, 2001, interview with the New York Times
November 10, 2006 at 4:49 am
I really like your friday poems, it’s not only that it’s a sign in my rss-reader that’s weekend again
This one is the hit!
November 10, 2006 at 6:59 am
…cue Talking Heads song…
November 10, 2006 at 7:43 am
Hi Alec,
I was reading a story on the 9/11 picture of Thomas Hoepker where I found a link to your blog. Personnaly this is one of most interesting photospaces I jumped into recently… great personal journal!
November 10, 2006 at 10:30 am
This one is rather Simic-esque.
November 10, 2006 at 4:12 pm
Phil Kline set a few of Rumsfeld’s most evocative poems to music a while back. They’re on his album “Zippo Songs.” WFMU recently posted some mp3s here (I’m assuming with his permission, since he’s a guest on the station from time to time):
http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2006/11/donald_we_will_.html
November 14, 2006 at 1:43 am
if this was a gunfight, I’d have to say my man Billy is still standing tall in the corral…