Poem: Hairy Marilyn By Mark Tulin
Hairy Marilyn, Miss Monroe you can’t hide from me with your fake beard and those Buddy Holly glasses. I knowContinue Reading
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Poetry: Bound with Hope by Mark Tulin
My whole life is bound to the chair, But I still sing and play a guitar. I still say helloContinue Reading
South Mountain, a Balcony in the Sky (a poem) by Mark Tulin
Enjoy reading my poem on South Mountain on LetterPile.
Poem: Notes Dancing by Mark Tulin
Jazz is playing In a La Jolla café Performing outside on the wall Notes floating in the air Sparkling blackContinue Reading
Poem: The Kingly Elephant Made of Sand by Mark Tulin
My creation sits near the pier, just below the briny boardwalk of Stearns Wharf, with no fingers or toes onlyContinue Reading
Poem: Playing for Food by Mark Tulin
Sometimes I sit at the community piano downtown that’s set up in the middle of a busy sidewalk, andContinue Reading