I now have one regular patron who sends a monthly contribution to keep this poet alive. Yes, per usual, I'm a poor poet...and for some reason I'm a poor poet in its many meanings...but someone like my patron loves my work. If you become a sustaining patron I can guarantee you'll see writing from me on a regular basis. I do edit my mad. But I don't always hit it out of the park. At least my patrons have a chance to select from all my work...and they become the editors rather than the small-minded who often edit magazines and journals. Poet James Wright,one of his last books, held by two editors for the longest time that his wife Anne took to another publisher who snapped it up and it became a huge success. Now I don't have people like Robert Bly, Don Hall, or their equals I can send my poems to for a review before I put them on the internet or send to any publisher. I believe in opening up my "horde" for the world to critique or love. And it's expensive to send out my work, getting only rejection, so it's money I don't have for food, or the electric bill. Please send what you can via my email: via Paypal. I thank those who support me one way or another.


Thank you to those who have contributed via Paypal to support my writing. My account at Paypal is the same as my email: rikwrybac(at)

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Saturday, January 16, 2016


(after the saxophone of Wayne Escoffery)

Up down scream focused
cold morning twigs bow
to an irreverent breeze
assists now a vibe
that springs through scales
where chords melt through
cold gas
brother stay on that note
up man up
dream sax
red turns yellow
from beat that never was
when beat was cool
now beat just sits
for those who appreciate
a soft pillow for thought
that drives old brass
from new lips
you reed to me sir
from the book of vibration

Barry G. Wick
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