Read To Me Some Poem
by Maryli Tiemann and Alice Persons, Editors
Read Reviews and a sample here
Sort the catalog by clicking the column headers. Click on a title to see more details, including reviews and a sample. Click on an author to read their bio. All links open a new window.
You can pay by check, made out to Moon Pie Press and sent to Moon Pie Press, 16 Walton Street, Westbrook, ME 04092. Please add $4.00 per book for postage and handling.
Or pay with PayPal or a credit card, which will ask you to choose ECONOMY shipping method, the only one available on the account, for all U.S. orders. $4.00 per book. Books are sent via media mail, the most cost efficient method. It may take a week or longer to receive a book. Email us at moonpiepress@yahoo.com with any questions, or about large or foreign orders. Thank you for supporting our small press and our poets!
by Capt. (Dr.) Bill Carpenter, Stockton Springs, ME
These dazzling poems take a grand tour of iconic art works from Boston to Barcelona.....full of informed insight and nonstop indigenous Plunkett humor, an eye equally open to depth and surface, a Guggenheim of poems and a Louvre of words. Duff's poems are a feast for both the eye and the imagination.
by Maureen Fant, international food writer, Rome
DP combines the perception of an art critic with the wackiness of a guy you'd really like to take with you to the Met next time to keep things lively. The way he looks at a painting is irresistible. I love the poems.
Titian Red
If one color were given to one man
his alone to use & perfect
then God gave red to Titian
The chesty waistcoat of François 1er
pleated with white accenting the red
the folds & wrinkles of the vigorous king
scarlet with a thousand nuances of light
like the fading of his feudal arms
Red just one color the painter would use
the other primaries combinations thereof
Red is the blood in the pudding
the taste that flutes above the horns
Gown of the Virgin next to the white of the rabbit
fleshy orange of the fat baby Jesus
Gown hiding the womb touched one time
its shimmer cardinal folds life-giving
Red first in the spectrum
we see it eyes closed toward the sun
color of our insides exposed to day
Titian's red dripped vivid hot
from the pricks of the crown of thorns
splashing dark on the cloak also red
sparkling blood of the martyr sorrowful paint
If the color were not given him
he found it or took it
used it sparingly ever so strong
Louvre Museum, Paris, France
Return to Catalog