The Only Gardening I Do Is When I Give Up by Thomas Fucaloro

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“Thomas Fucaloro is a bottle in lightning–a typo that’s better than the correction–a gentle soul raging like thunderous ocean. Whether spoken on stage or off page, Fucaloro’s poems sound and read like a poetic Piano Man; they commiserate with those drinking loneliness and provide sobering truths on celebrating our lives in all the humanity and humannes we can muster. Thomas writes like a man possessed with purpose, like a dainty 18th century alchemist consumed with creating works of gold worthy of the finest broken Japanese teacup.”

–M. A. Dennis, Host & Curator of the National Writers Union Reading Series

 

Fucaloro is his own gravitational force, comprised of vulnerability, earnestness, and humor. Like Rumi, his poems are easy on the eyes with a simplicity that is sneakily complex. You can’t help but cry and laugh and learn about yourself and the poet.

–Advocate of Wordz

 

Is a salad without croutons a salad worth eating? In his book “The Only Gardening I Do Is When I Give Up” Fucaloro has written a series of tornadoes and inside those tornadoes are croutons and when I say croutons I mean a violin playing hippo, a way out through a stuffed elephant, a receding ocean, a plate of pasta, a pulsing mother, all things expansive. Open your mouth and take a bite, crunch your way through these meaty poems, I promise you won’t want to stop for water.

–Vanessa Chica Ferreira

 

 

 

 

 

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The Only Gardening I Do Is When I Give Up

by Thomas Fucaloro

$14.99, paper

978-1-64662-933-6

2022

Inspired by George Carlin’s spoken-word piece, “Join the Book Club”, Thomas incorporates these titles into poems that are anything but comic fodder. Thomas explores the onslaught of anxiety and introvertedness while still being loud. These poems are tender yet rough on the gums, as Thomas tries to process maneuvering around relationships that aren’t going anywhere, but understating that this poet is the root cause. “The Only Gardening I Do Is When I Give Up” is just that, a flowering bloom of growing pains in a state of toxic immobility. As the poet writes, “They found something in my chest / it’s not a heart.”

Thomas Fucaloro The winner of a performance grant from the Staten Island Council of the Arts and the NYC Department of Cultural Affairs, Thomas Fucaloro has been on six national slam teams. He holds an MFA in creative writing from the New School and is a co-founding editor of Great Weather for Media and NYSAI press. He is an adjunct professor at Wagner College and BMCC where he teaches world lit and advanced creative writing. Thomas has released 2 full lengths: It Starts From the Belly and Blooms and Inheriting Craziness is a Soft Halo of Light by Three Rooms Press. He also has 3 chapbooks: Mistakes Disguised as Stars (Tired Hearts Press), Depression Cupcakes (Yes, Poetry) and There is Always Tomorrow (Mad Gleam Press).

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