Monday, July 14, 2025

Perfectly Imperfect

Reflections in the Windows

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

Larry Wolf, Gustave in Chicago (2025)

As part of the Gustave Caillebotte exhibition, The Art Institute asked artists to make works at the "intersection of Art and Commerce in the City of Chicago". These by photographer Brad Danner are a wonderful combination of the Caillebotte paintings, current photos in Chicago and a lively imagination, plus my enjoyment in the reflections in the windows at the Berghoff restaurant. 

Saturday, July 12, 2025

Not Invited

Hai rose and brushed himself off ... and made a beeline toward his bike. Fingers shaking, he zipped up his UPS jacket, the same jacket he had found hanging from a nail in Noah's barn the day of his funeral, having ridden his bike through mud-frosted roads to get there. Because Hai was not invited to see the coffin. Because to Noah's family he never existed. He was locked inside the head of the cold boy in the pine box.

Ocean Vuong, The Emperor of Gladness, pg 319

Wednesday, July 9, 2025

State of Mind

Larry Wolf, Foggy Chicago (2025)

Monday, July 7, 2025

Chapbook Mockup

Larry Wolf, Louisville Poems Chapbook (2025)

Louisville Poems, 1994 - 1996, originally posted to thepoint.net, now on this blog and a 1-of-1 chapbook.

[Index of Poems]

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Too Much

Don’t be too adorable, it gets your cheek pinched
Don’t be so sensitive, you cry baby
Don’t be too smart, kids will throw rocks at you
Don’t have a flashy bike, someone will take it at knife point
Don’t fight for your stuff, you’ll only get hurt
Don’t pin a towel around your neck as a cape, who do you think you are? Superman?
Don’t be too Bronx, people will make fun of how you speak
Don’t use big words, people will think you’re trying to impress and don’t know what you’re talking about
Don’t be teacher’s pet, you suck up!
Don’t hum while you’re working, if you do, be on key
Don’t be fat, kids in Europe are starving
Don’t be too Jewish, millions were exterminated
You don’t even know how to be Jewish, not like cousin Marty, he goes to yeshiva
Don’t be an ugly American, you klutz
Don’t be too powerful, leaders get stabbed in the back
Don’t be so accommodating, they’re taking advantage of you
Don’t be too gay, Jim is awfully effeminate
Don’t be too flirty, your lingering look will get you punched in the face

Let that be a lesson to you.

-- Larry Wolf, 2 July 2025

Monday, June 30, 2025

Holding You

Devil’s Rope, Laramie, 1998 

October 
A chill breeze comes off the Rockies
My ruddy wires cast shadows from the warrior moon
A quiet night

A truck pulls up
You and two others stagger out
They tower over you
Push you
Threaten you
Growl
FAGGOT
ON YOUR KNEES
Your face at their crotches
You plead

They pull out their
Gun 
Raise it
Bash the butt 
Into your head
your head
your head

You crumple
They drag you, toss you
Onto me
I sag, hold your unconscious weight

Doors slam
Engine starts
Tires spin up dirt
They’re gone

We’re alone
Your arms thrown backwards over me
My taut wire cuts into your armpits
barbs tear your shirt and skin
Your head hangs listless

Your breath
Rough
Ragged
Irregular

Shivering
Shaking
Convulsing
Your spasms pulse through me

Then 
Still
Limp 
Seeping blood
Cold night

I can offer 
No help
No warmth
Only presence

In the faintest dawn
A passing runner, pauses, wonders
Is that a scarecrow?
Sees it is a boy
Goes for help

Sirens
Police
Flashing lights
Ambulance
Useless

We’re entangled 
I quiver as you're lifted
Carried away
Clinging to life
Bits of your clothes
flesh
blood
On me, left behind

Cars arrive
Candles
A vigil
Days and nights

A stream of mourners
River of mourners
Flood of mourners

Months pass
Still they come

We spent a night together
Your last night out
Out 
Under the vast sky you loved so much

Matthew Shepard
Matthew Shepard
Matthew Shepard

-- Larry Wolf, 30 June 2025

Larry Wolf, Held (Zine Photo 2025/Fence Photo 2010)


An earlier version of this poem was read at Maine Media Workshops on June 27, 2025, at the conclusion of The Photographic Poem with Richard Blanco.

The above photo is of my zine Rough Raw Reclaimed (2021). The text, on the inside of the zine, reads:

Tear Streaked Cheeks

On a fence outside Laramie, Wyoming, a man was beaten and left to die on a cold October night, 1998. Matthew Shepard became the poster child of gay hate crimes. There were candlelight vigils – organized all too quickly and too well. We should not be so good at this public mourning and outcry. Enough is enough. 

The trial. The protestors chanting hell for the homosexual. The angelic counter-protests. His parents. Their compassion. Their determination. The plays, art, chorale works and politics that followed.

The Matthew Shepard and James Byrd Jr. Hate Crimes Prevention Act became law in 2009. Two brutal deaths in 1998, one homophobic, one racist. A decade. Another decade. Much still to do.
 

An Earlier View from the Fence

Jeff Sheng's MFA Thesis Exhibition included a large forty foot wide by six foot high digitally constructed panoramic photographic installation, titled "Where Matthew Lay Dying: Laramie, Wyoming," originally shot and taken from the spot and vantage point where the hate crime/murder victim Matthew Shepard was found on a fence post outside Laramie, Wyoming. 

[Wikipedia Entry for Jeff Sheng]

Saturday, June 28, 2025

Rockport Rugosa etc

Larry Wolf, etc - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Rugosa - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Rugosa - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Rugosa - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Tree with House - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Tree with Lichen - Rockport Maine (2025)

Larry Wolf, Seeds - Rockport Maine (2025)