Salvatore Buttaci is a retired English teacher who has been writing since childhood. His first published work, an essay entitled “Presidential Timber,” appeared in the Sunday New York News when he was sixteen. Since then his poems, letters, short stories, and articles have been widely published in The New York Times, Newsday, U.S.A. Today, The Writer, Cats Magazine, and elsewhere in America and overseas. He has lectured on Sicilian-American pride and conducted poetry workshops and readings.
In 2001, Pudding House Publications included his work in the Greatest Hits Series with his chapbook, Greatest Hits: 1970-2000. He was also the 2007 recipient of the $500.00 Cyber-wit Poetry Award. His book, Flashing My Shorts, a collection of 164 short-short stories, is available at Amazon.com. Another of his books, A Family of Sicilians… is available at Lulu.com/ButtaciPublishing2008. What I Learned from the Spaniard and Other Poems is one of several collections of Buttaci’s poetry and prose.
He lives in West Virginia with his wife Sharon, but you can visit him online at: www.salvatorebuttaci.wordpress.com
or contact him at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Middle Island Press chapbooks by Salvatore Buttaci:
What I Learned from the Spaniard (2011)
This refreshingly conversational and engaging chapbook consists of thirty-five wonderfully multi-sensory poems with a genuine Beat feel reminiscent of Gregory Corso and other famous Beat poets. Cover art courtesy of artist Leo Gordon.
(A browse upon Pages 10 and 11):
“The Power of Conversation”
We conversed in green verbs
because other colors fade
or some, like red, burn deep,
compete with sunsets
But green in all its shades,
spring gradations from bright to
darkest hue, few colors
can dare surpass for
Green verbs take us
both away and back again.
Sentiments rooted in
the depths of understanding.
Each time on our return
green verbs hold us to our word;
we realize life changed
and life stayed the same,
and though we swear to fight
and die for love,
we cannot lose what
all along beyond green talk
was ours to keep.
“Once on My Street”
it was a tall sycamore
proud of its roots
ostentatious each spring
in its display
and of leaves
still proud in winter
bare and shivering
in the white wind
the yellow moon
in its clawing branches
and then one June morning
they took the giant saw
to the trunk
of the unsuspecting
brought low its green branches
Wee Witty Whimsies is a warming compilation of poetry and short prose pieces which is certain to summon smiles and laughter for those who like to believe that life is a comedy. It is a worthwhile read with work by eight contributors (one of which is Salvatore Buttaci).
(A browse upon pages 3, 9, and 23):
“Whimsies” by Gerald Bosacker
I saw a man fishing in one of his hats,
which seemed so exciting, I queried, “What’s biting?”
He said, “Mosquitoes, chiggers, and gnats!”
You never see a goldfish wink.
They can’t close their eye, you can’t see them cry,
and water’s all they ever drink!
Why should price expensive be
of fish and scale plus head and tail,
and eyes that stare back at me?
“What One’s Heart Shares” by Terri Turrell
Your ticker’s ticking still – it meets
each day with measured tocking beats;
the language of the lonely heart
is always loud enough to start
a conversation understood
by all who know how very good
it is to have a friend who cares…
to listen to what one’s heart shares.
One of several “Shorts” by Raymond Neely
I colored a girl’s teeth with a crayon,
and one with a marker, and she did
let me. I was going to town on it
like scratching off a lottery ticket.
She often ate crayons and she didn’t
mind. It was a happy day.
Patrons of Salvatore Buttaci’s work may purchase both What I learned from the Spaniard and Wee Witty Whimsies for $13 plus $2 S&H.
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