Trump Sonnets, Volume 2 is now at www.trumpsonnets.com/volume-2
and www.trumpsonnets.com/volume-2 is the link.
What follows Trump Sonnets, Volume 1?
Naturally, Trump Sonnets, Volume 2.
This one is subtitled 33 Commentaries, 33 Dreams. Half of this sequel's 66 poems is incisive commentary.
Half, dreams that Ken Waldman imagines Donald Trump might have, and those are in Trump's voice.
Ridgeway Press of Roseville, Michigan is publishing this one too and review copies are still available.
Small Press Distribution in Berkeley is the distributor.
Want to see a few YouTube videos of poems from the collection. They're here too along with a couple of poems.
Photo above? That was taken by Mike Shay, Emeritus Literary Arts Manager, Wyoming Arts Council.
In conjunction with the book release, Ken Waldman is doing shows titled Donald Trump is My Muse.
Ken Waldman is working on Trump Sonnets, Volume 3. Expect a January 2019 release.
Three videos: one with the original fiddle tune, A Week in Eek, and three poems; one with a single poem; one from December 20, 2017 event at Malvern Books in Austin, Texas. Below them, two poems.
Upon Hearing the Trump Administration May
Separate Children from Parents
Such utter lack of imagination.
No sense of poetry or metaphor.
After all, war is never simply war,
but portal to chaos and extinction.
Diplomacy is the steady engine
that maintains order. To keep a border
secure, don’t build a wall; just fix the door
so hard-working friends can be welcomed in.
Yesterday I read of plans to separate
children from parents, those poor families
caught as illegals. That’s the newest low,
one more tactic to sow anger, hate,
discord. It’s a bully’s idiocy.
More troops? More drones? I hear the drumbeats grow.
Donald Trump: Dream #8
We were served plates of the most tender veal.
The plates kept coming and we kept eating.
We had the best table, the first seating
of the evening. A beautiful meal.
I sat with Ivanka and Eric, real
close together. We heard ourselves breathing.
Somehow it had turned into a meeting
and the kids wanted to know how to steal
Donald Jr.’s shares. It was hard to know
whether to be angry or proud. Follow
your daddy, I told them. The veal was good,
and chocolate cake too. I like my food
well-done, everything chewy but tender.
The cook knew some tricks. Our waitress, slender.