My first book, Separation Anxiety (ISBN 9781937358471), is now available in printed form from any book store with an Espresso Book Machine. An exception is the University Book Store in Seattle, since their EBM is down, but they should have a couple of copies in store, thanks to their arrangement with Powell’s. Continue reading
Life
Port Townsend acrostic (a poem)
The August 2nd prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to find something purchased on a trip somewhere, then write a poem in which each line starts with a letter from the name of the city where the item was purchased. The poem is supposed to incorporate the item and describe an event that took place during the trip; I mentioned the item, but no specific event.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
The sky seems to have it all today. Rain this morning, then sun, and now fighter jets doing stunts. What more could we ask for?
Love,
Kevin
(2 August 2014)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Okay, Friday: I’m going to try this again…
Love,
Kevin
(1 August 2014)
hotel room (a poem)
The July 31st prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to write “a gritty, gutsy, and/or groveling poem that includes at least six of these words: stilettos, hangover, whiskey, cigarette, dying, love, begging, naked, jail, dog, hotel. For extra credit, address the reader.” I’d already written something, but decided to give this a shot, anyway. I don’t know that it’s particularly gritty, gutsy, and/or groveling, but here it is…
Empty vases on the window sill (a poem)
Today’s poem was inspired not by a prompt, but by a line in a new poem posted today by Talicha J, Something has tried to kill me and failed… My poem is not as evocative, nor is it a response to Talicha J’s poem; it’s an impression based on a photograph I made yesterday. Either way, the line in question, “I gave him hours he didn’t deserve”, had me rushing to pen and paper…
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
I’m just glad I avoided the really ugly traffic…
Love,
Kevin
(31 July 2014)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
This is getting to be a habit—perhaps if I’m lucky…
Love,
Kevin
(30 July 2014)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Twin Peaks. That is all…
Love,
Kevin
(29 July 2014)
The place where I belong (a poem)
The July 28th prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to write a pantoum—a poem consisting of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of one stanza become the first and third lines of the next.
This proved to be a bit tricky, as my initial attempts didn’t lend themselves well to this form. It was only later in the evening (it is approaching 11:15 p.m. as I write this) that I got anything I was reasonably satisfied with—and just a few minutes ago that I got something down that I thought would be worth posting…
