(Not to be confused with other people named Jay Scott.)
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Latest addition: Sloe-Eyed, added 15 February 2025. Read my best poems or look to the blue bar on the left. Most of these were originally written for the Daily Whale, my daily joke, epigram, or satirical tidbit. All are short; most are funny; all are formalist (no free verse, other than the odd parody), though some of the forms are alien to tradition.
Barnacles bound from the harrowing sound
Of the Bailiwick’s Barnacle Bake. They run to the sea and they call as they flee, “We will hide in the great salt lake!” The guests at the fest had ingested the rest Of unescaped barnaclekind, So the Bailiwick’s hands were out searching the lands To find out the things they could find. The barnacles looked, but the ocean was cooked And had run far away from the sands. They went back to partake of the Barnacle Bake, Avoiding the Bailiwick’s hands. December 1985
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I also wrote a poetry program, Authorial Intent.