99 Bottles Over the Wall

On the tabletop of the sea sat a few empty bottles surrounded by the detritus of discussion. No burning butts, though, the bar under water, the talk polite, as if no riptide of innuendo threatened to drown out the quip. Paddling out is hard enough; now how does the stranded entrepreneur get back to the…

The Business of Poetry

I’m in a meeting about meetings. Someone is talking about needs: “…Clear purpose… …Keep to agenda… …Stick to schedule… …Out on time… …Take notes… …Dress code…” I note, doodle, jot down words, drop seeds of wild silly weeds into the creamy hirsute carpet; someday the seeds will sprout …into poems… the night janitor will sweep…

Can Business Rescue the Humanities?

While Plato ruefully proposed to banish the poet from his Republic, today’s Humanities aficionados may seek to bar businesspersons from their club. Yet the Humanities are in crisis, as usual, perhaps for lack of sound business sense, while the sound business sensors, often viewed as eschewing the Humanities, may be nipping in the basement of…