Newspaper + Marker = Poetry. Buy the book.
After I made this one I was reminded of Joe Brainard’s New Year poem “1970,” quoted in Ron Padgett’s biography:
is a good year
if for no other reason
than just because
I’m tired of complaining
I made this blackout back in 2010, but it came to mind last night when I was finishing up Malcolm Harris’s book about millennials, Kids These Days, and I read this sentence: “The First Amendment gives us the right to get together and complain until things change or we get too tired to keep going.”
“I can’t be a pessimist,” James Baldwin said, “because I am alive.”
Whenever I’m told to go after “low-hanging fruit,” I think of drawing a cartoon with two characters standing over a tombstone.
“He picked the low-hanging fruit,” one says.
“Yeah,” says the other. “But he never climbed the tree.”