Marc D. Golfinger

Heroin’s Harbour Poetry Review During The Plague by Everett Hoagland

Heroin’s Harbour Poetry Review During The Plague by Everett Hoagland. Review of Marc D. Goldfinger’s Heroin’s Harbour ( Ibbetson Street Press; ISBN:978-1-79473-012-0)

I just finished reading your book’s unsparing, powerful, testamentary poems, and I have some favorites. I hope my specificity compensates for my late response to your strong work.

“Cotton Fever” is gripping and makes you the addict ” …body, mind spirit” …” as you read it.

“A Junkie’s Prayer” reminds me, as per ” “…please keep our needles disease friend” of when I was on the board of New Bedford’s grassroots clean-needle- exchange and advocacy organization for prevention of & treatment for HIV-AIDS. It was named Treatment On Demand. And we did good, meaningful, lifesaving work.

“Junkie Love” poignantly dramatizes the mentality of “stinking thinking”, yet twistedly caring, co-dependent addict’s love.

Some of your shortest, sparest, bare bones poems images and similes make them among the most powerful  ones. Your existential “And I’m Not Kidding” is one of those.

The last 3 sections of “Drug Store Christ (Heist)” are heart-wrenching! But with a grim laughing-to-keep from crying blues humor.

The succinctly & perfectly put truism “addiction only remembers what it needs” in the middle of p. 13 echoingly rings true in the consciousness and memory of any “clean” addict. And the bottom of p. 14 reminds me of the late poet Michael S. Harper’s line ” The first act of liberation is to destroy your own cage”.

Your finely and appropriately crafted synesthesia in the last 10 or so lines of P. 16 are perfect at what they do

 Your use of repetiton throughout the poems is excellent. “What Would You Do For A Fix?” is an outstandingly effective poem in that regard.

“Powder Road Blues” last 12 lines on p. 28 are as memorably truthful a testamentary warning to anyone tempted to try heroin as I have ever read.     

I like the way you humanize the experience of addiction beyond it being “bad”, “unfortunate”, sickness, plight.
Your take on the classic chestnut song of the same title. “All Of Me”, especially in its 4th section does this.

Again, the tale-teller’s grim humor works at the end of “Allergies”

Good allusion to morning-after, hung over Bukowski in “I Have Trouble With Names”. He would have appreciated your poetry.

On p. 48 I like the fine touch of “steel and stone” then “cast the stone”.

“A Couple of Kids” is as good a poem re: “the Human Condition” as I have read recently. A really poignant piece of work.” Seems as if I and everyone has seen/heard a young couple like that one in our routine daily comings & goings. A masterful piece of empathy-encouraging story-telling on just a page & a half!

I read thru page 70 and look forward to reading the prose pieces. You, your poems in this volume, are particularly adept at rendering, as if by surrealistic collage, the addict’s interiority, his/her inner landscape of a living nightmare.” This collection’s stark, haunting honesty communicates a vivid narrative of it.

What a meaningful accomplishment and body of work, Marc!

Again, powerful work, Brother. Thank you for sharing it.



Everett Hoagland was the first Poet Laureate of New Bedford. He is a recent recipient of the annual, national Langston Hughes Society Award. His poetry has been regularly published in periodicals and anthologies for over half a century. One of his recent books is Ocean Voices, published by Spinner Publications.

Marc D. Goldfinger has been published by more places than he can remember. He’s the Poetry Editor and a regular columnist for the Spare Change News, a member in good standing with the Road Scribes of America. Goldfinger grew up in hell, conned the devil into letting him out and now works for deviant angels. He’s happily married and can be seen dancing in the streets at 2 in the morning, humming a few bars of the “Eulogy For Lenny Bruce” by Nico. Goldfinger understands that song. Heroin’s Harbour Stories And Poems by Marc D. Goldfinger

Fear The Walking Dead

I’m a big fan of the show The Walking Dead on AMC. Of course, I’m not the only one; this show has more watchers than any other show in history. So it’s big news that a new spin-off story has started on AMC called Fear The Walking Dead. It is the back-story for The Walking Dead.

The Walking Dead portrays the destruction of civilization with small bands of wandering people, some good, some with character defects, and some who thrive on the destruction of society. It’s not a show for the faint of heart, yet there is something about it that pulls me to it like a magnet.

The new show—Fear The Walking Dead premiered last week. When the story begins, society hasn’t broken down yet; all appears normal. One of the major characters, a guy named Nick, is a heroin addict (see, reality TV) in a shooting gallery in a deserted church. That’s pretty ironic too—a deserted church. As Nick says, dope is communion for junkies.

Nick’s dad died when he was 13 years old and his mom is a teacher who has started a new relationship with another teacher, a guy who is a real Mr. Fix-it. That’s not showing disrespect to the man because he appears to be a good man.

His name is Travis. Kim Dickens plays Madison, Nick’s mother and Travis’ new wife. Except for having a drug addict son, all seems well and society rolls on like it should.

In the very beginning, Nick wakes up in the shooting gallery church and starts to look for his girlfriend who was misplaced when he nodded out on heroin. That’s pretty normal for addicts. Nick walks into the main church and he sees his girl friend leaning over another guy and he calls to her.

She lifts up her head and blood is dripping from her mouth because she had been feeding on the guy, not making it with him. Nick breaks into mad flight and runs down the stairway into the street. He is totally freaked out because he’s still high and can’t bring himself to believe what he just saw. He can’t tell the difference between what is a dream and what is real.

He runs down the street and then—WHAM—a car hits him. He rolls up onto the hood of the car and then falls unconscious into the street.

Nick wakes up in the hospital and the police are questioning him and his hands are tied to the bed. He was raving when they brought him in. He remembers what happened but he’s not quite sure he believes it.

Nick is played by Frank Dillane, a fantastic actor. Everything I have described to you takes place within the first five minutes of the show. Nick wears his troubled emotions on his face; Frank Dillane is great in this role.

It’s ironic that if you are Walking Dead fans, you know more about what is going on with the zombies than the characters in the story. It makes for a delicious tension. Except for the fact that folks think that if something were really going wrong in the world “they”, meaning the powers that be, would warn the public- but there is not a word being said about the strange occurrences popping up on the internet. Yet all appears normal on the surface. There is no societal breakdown—yet. One of Madison’s students, a guy named Tobias, is talking to Madison about how people are coming down with this disease and eating people but there is no official acknowledgement that it is happening.

Madison scoffs and says to Tobias, “Don’t you think the authorities would be warning us if this was really happening?”

The treatment of addiction in this story is well handled. There is a scene where Madison and her new husband Travis are riding home in the car after Nick has fled the hospital and Madison says, “I don’t know if I want Nick to come home.” How many mothers of heroin addicts have thought that or even said it?

There are no spoilers in this review. I can tell you that when Madison, Nick’s mom, gets to school a little late, the principal says to her, “I thought you were going to call in sick with that flu that I hear is going around.”

Madison looks at the principal, smiles and says, “I got my flu shot.” Those of us who know better appreciate the irony.

In the meantime, Nick goes to see his dealer named Calvin and tells the dealer what happened. Calvin asks about the police and Nick tells him they were trying to question him at the hospital but he didn’t say a word.

Calvin then says to Nick, “Hop in the car and I’ll take you to cop.” They go off for a ride and pull under an aqueduct and stop. Calvin gets out of the car, goes around and opens the trunk and then walks over to the side of the car where Nick is sitting. Nick starts to get out of the car and he sees Calvin has a gun.

They start to fight and the gun goes off. Nick gets up and Calvin doesn’t. Nick rolls Calvin over and sees a major bullet hole in Calvin’s chest. Calvin is down for the count and Nick freaks out after all this and runs away and calls his mom.

There are traffic jams all over the city. People are watching their I-phones and see the police shoot a man in the stomach five times. The man goes down—but then he gets up again like nothing happened.

Nick, his mom Madison and her husband Travis drive to the aqueduct to check on Calvin but only his car is there—and there is a pool of blood where his body was lying, but no Calvin.

The pilot of Fear The Walking Dead is 90 minutes long and the tension is exquisite. Robert Kirkman, one of the writers and the creator of The Walking Dead, has done a magnificent job. Fear The Walking Dead is one
of the best new shows on the air. You can find it on the AMC channel. But where can we find Calvin?