Poetry: The Hole by Mark Tulin
The naked man Soaking wet Follows the directions. He stuffs a Speedo Into the hole. Closes the lid. The machineContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
Poem: Mercurial Paradise by Mark Tulin
Sometimes I find Beautiful places Right in front of me. A virtual Garden of Eden, A cornucopia of colors. AsContinue Reading
South Mountain, a Video Poem
My video poem of Santa Paula’s beloved mountain.
Poem: Serpent Whisperer By Mark Tulin
Near a mall on a busy sidewalk Next to a tropical shrub I stand with a snake around my neckContinue Reading
Crow On The Wire 