The Coronameron


A literary and artistic Coronavirus reader!

Poetry! Prose! Art! Cartoons! Photography!

It’s here! The stay-at-home, self-isolation coronavirus reader you’ve been waiting for, whether you knew it or not! Twenty-three artists and authors, sixty-four pages, nine thousand words, forty-two thousand characters—all for your entertainment and enlightenment during these strange times! Yes, it’s The Coronameron, modeled after Boccaccio’s Decameron, in which young Florentines isolate themselves in the countryside and entertain themselves with stories while they wait out an outbreak of the plague. This time, the location is pretty much everywhere, the plague is the coronavirus, and the “stories,” loosely interpreted to include poetry and art, are from real people rather than fictional characters. More than sixty pages!

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Pozzotti’s Panther*


The great cat’s humongous feet

support a massive chest, the creature’s

strength mainly in its legs and flanks,

the head relatively small, the balancing

tail cable-thin, the body marked

with molecular diagrams

of some primitive lifeforce,

mouth open and teeth bared,

but as if to scream instead of bite,

eyes pleading, not daring

or rather, daring a different response

to dangerous beauty.


*Panther by Rudy Pozzotti


Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper


Pozzotti’s Fox*




stands lined out against a slender tree,

tail flagging high, nose lifted to test

the nighttime air, bright eyes opening

onto a dark, sad wisdom.


Stealth, cunning, death, and the Devil,

says the plaque beside the print,

but the fox has nothing to hide,

no fear of circumstances beyond the grave.


Its cleverness shows a cleaner cunning

than the conniving human kind,

and we, not she, must own

the deviltries of this world.


*Fox by Rudy Pozzotti


Copyright 2016

T. Allen Culpepper

A Few Meditate on Peace as Nature Makes Her Art

Painter’s dabs of gold,

pale green, orange-red, and brown

shining glossy wet,

as if freshly stroked on canvas

by the artist’s dripping brush:

Tulsa’s Guthrie Green

in cold autumn rain,

backgrounding some six-and-ten

gathered to embrace

the warm soul of peace.


Copyright 2015

T. Allen Culpepper

Modern Prints: A Haiku Series

Race (1)

Horses abstracted

to their motion, thus stretching

jockeys into track.

Tube Train (2)

An elasticised

throat lozenge by mishap sucked

down esophagus.

Stairs (3)

Big rippled dildo

erect and masturbated

by a spiral hand.

Lines (4)


poetic in their motion,

linemen far aloft

among salt-shaker

insulators risk the shock

of High-Modern life.

Service (5)

Waiters learn forward

in a yoga fold over

trays of flat dishes.

Tour des Tournants (6)

Pedaled wheels cycling

around a tight spiral bend

through ribbons of fence.


Copyright 2015

T. Allen Culpepper


Note: The poems are based on Modern Times: British Prints of the 1920s and 1930s, which was on show at the Philbrook Museum of Art.  Each haiku corresponds to a print specific print, as indicated:

(1) Racing by Sybil Andrews

(2) Tube Station by Cyril Power

(3) Tube Staircase by Cyril Power

(4) Fixing the Wires by Lill Tschudi

(5) Waiters by Lill Tschudi

(6) Tour de Suisse by Lill Tschudi

Art Punk

He’s a cultivated punk,

aiming for art rather than menace.

Dark hair long on top, slicked back,

with close-buzzed undercut, smooth face.


In black, of course: leather coat,

low-necked tee, pale, hairless chest,

skinny jeans, Doc Martens boots;

holding forth about his semester–


a student home from his college,

with his family at a cafe,

showing off his with and knowledge

to impress those who pay.


Probably thinks he invented chic,

but he’d find, were he to seek.


Copyright 2013

T. Allen Culpepper


An older man, sixties maybe,

his dog reclining at his feet,

standing at the sidewalk in his front yard,

talking to a neighbor after working hard.


Not really portly, but heavy-set;

shorts, leather slides, looks like Picasso a bit,

so as I’m framing the scene in my view,

I’m imagining it reduced to cubes.


Copyright 2013

T. Allen Culpepper