I’ve heard it said that art majors are hot.
And to economics majors I say
That we reside inside the realm of not.
And though I love our curves of yield today,
Compare they can’t to all...
"January Machine" is Robert Schlegel's second book. This new book, which is composed of modified sonnets, is very different in structure from his first, "The Lesser Fields."
Rosy-fingered dawn is not yet up
And paper-ridden, I am not yet down
Yet ‘ere the Starbucks sells its opening cup
You are awake and jogging through the town
Each day in hot-pink...
