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Dave Landsberger

Dave is ChicagoSide’s resident poet. You can read his first chapbook, “Whoa, Yeah, Baby,” at floatingwolfquarterly.com, and follow him on twitter @davelandsberger.

7:38 am | Apr. 1

Once More, ChicagoSide’s Designated Poet Ushers In The National Pastime

NOTE: This is where the “excerpt” usually goes, i.e. the quippy bit that entices you to clickety-click. For this, a poem about baseball, we are confident that our words can’t do Dave’s work justice.

12:01 am | Feb. 5

Carlos Boozer The Poem

ChicagoSide’s designated poet, Dave Landsberger, raps his stanzas around the Bulls’ aging, heftily contracted and largely underachieving big.

11:52 am | Oct. 19

October Vanishes: A Poem For The 2012 Chicago White Sox

As the rival Detroit Tigers cleanly sweep the Yankees to reach the World Series, ChicagoSide’s poet laureate, Dave Landsberger, offers this dirge to the 2012 White Sox.

12:01 am | Jul. 9

Home Run Derby, A Poem

Tonight the biggest of the big-hitting major leaguers will take turns smashing grapefruit-easy pitches outta here. All will gaze and tally, all too many will scramble and battle for the batters’ leftovers. We’ve seen this before, we’ll see it again.

12:42 am | Apr. 30

Turbulence: A Poem For Derrick Rose

A truly tragic ending to a season of false starts for Chicago’s MVP. Tragedy is a poet’s territory. Thankfully, we have one on our side. ‘Til next season, Derrick.

2:00 am | Apr. 5

Ode To Opening Day

NOTE: This is where the “excerpt” usually goes, i.e. the quippy bit that entices you to clickety-click. For this one, a poem about baseball, we are confident that any of our words wouldn’t do Dave’s work justice.