I am pleased and excited to announce that my 11th full-length collection of original poetry has been released to book markets by Stonewood Press.
“Small Noise: Existential Echoes”
“This is the eleventh volume of poetry presented by the uniquely sophisticated voice of Paul F. Lenzi. A wide ranging assortment of original poems that visit the many fascinating nooks and crannies of our human experience. Essentially a free verse journey with occasional side trips into haiku. These poems are provocative, stylish and easily digestible. They are also remarkably memorable. Rich with artful syntax, Small Noise stands up to the very best of contemporary American poetry.”
This 246 page volume is now available on Amazon in both paperback and kindle versions, as well as at Barnes & Noble. Similarly available are my 10 earlier books,
• City of Pawns
• Range of Motion
• Two-Cornered Rooms
• Pentimento • Music of…
I am pleased and excited to announce that my 11th full-length collection of original poetry has been released to book markets by Stonewood Press.
“Small Noise: Existential Echoes”
“This is the eleventh volume of poetry presented by the uniquely sophisticated voice of Paul F. Lenzi. A wide ranging assortment of original poems that visit the many fascinating nooks and crannies of our human experience. Essentially a free verse journey with occasional side trips into haiku. These poems are provocative, stylish and easily digestible. They are also remarkably memorable. Rich with artful syntax, Small Noise stands up to the very best of contemporary American poetry.”
This 246 page volume is now available on Amazon in both paperback and kindle versions, as well as at Barnes & Noble. Similarly available are my 10 earlier books,
• City of Pawns
• Range of Motion
• Two-Cornered Rooms
• Pentimento • Music of…
I’ve always fancied myself a Samantha: confident, sexual, dominant, and un-apologetically vulgar as fuck. Well, the humiliating, gut wrenching break-up tonight definitely showed me that I am Carrie Bradshaw. Even as I type this on my Macbook, I am smoking a cigarette and drinking a rum and coke (out of a wine glass, because I am a classy bitch). The break-up was painfully similar to the wedding scene from the SATC movie; the man I loved turned one of the happiest times of my life into the most miserable. So naturally tonight, I got shit-housed beyond belief and went to a nightclub with a couple friends. How shit-housed? Well, when a poor innocent soul had the nerve to hit on me, I slurred, “My fiancé just dumped me tonight. I have a whole wedding planned. All I need is a groom- just a…
How hard I love you, is never enough Although I’ve fallen several times Do I really have to let you go? The heart that I am waiting for Could only be a dream but nothing else…
Regrets are cruelly telling me To erase every piece of you My deficient love keeps catching my heart It’s becoming hard for me to forget…
Crazy Pasta Child 