Dear Sunday, Looks like you’re back to your old self again. Love, Kevin (21 November 2021)
Author: Kevin J. O'Conner
I'm primarily a poet and copy editor. I also make art, edit audio, and take photographs. Confounding expectations since 1963.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, Sorry about that—I got distracted. Love, Kevin (21 November 2021)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, A good night’s sleep followed by a so-so night’s sleep. I hate that. Love, Kevin (19 November 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, You’ll have to forgive me. I had a good night’s sleep. Love,Kevin (18 November 2021)
After the flood (this time) (a poem)
Continued. The trees drip and sway The rabbits have gone to earthwhile the squirrels nestle in the higher branches The birds have sought calmer weather - - - - - Those of us on the groundignored the earth as it drankmore than it could handle As the lines grew longer and longernight swallowed us allmocking [...]
New sounds: 39 hours
I left the house Monday morning, then couldn’t get home for almost 39 hours because all the routes into town were blocked by mudslides, flooding, or traffic at a complete standstill. (17 November 2021)
Five and a half hours (a poem)
Thanks to a weekend of heavy rains, I found myself unable to get home the other night, as the freeway was blocked by a mudslide, and all the alternate routes were either closed due to flooding or essentially unpassable due to traffic accidents. Everybody smilesbut everybody dies The silence in between is hard Thoughts no [...]
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, In the words of Eric Cartman, screw you guys—I’m going home. Love, Kevin (17 November 2021)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, I am not Southside Johnny. I do want to go home. Love,Kevin (16 November 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, So much rain! This is what it must be to live inside a car wash. Love, Kevin (15 November 2021)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 