Dear Saturday, It’s good that we could clear the air, finally. Love, Kevin (19 September 2020)
Category: Musings
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, Waiting for the rain… Love, Kevin (18 September 2020)
The spiralling of winter ghosts (a poem)
Written during a poetry reading while listening to David Sylvian & Holger Czukay. Winter ghosts are waiting in the wings wishing to leapfrog their autumn counterparts Rain is hesitant leaving a few drops a night or two ago but silent ever since Echoes echo quiet as well the canyon before us has no size The [...]
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Where’s the rain? Are you holding out on us? Love, Kevin (17 September 2020)
Acknowledgement (a poem)
It is popular these days to begin certain gatherings by ‘acknowledging the land’. But it seems to me that the people offering these ‘acknowledgements’, however well-intentioned, are leaving a few things out. For my part, I acknowledge that this is likely not a popular opinion. We acknowledge the land upon which we live and those [...]
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, Call me when you have more rain. We’ll talk. Love, Kevin (16 September 2020)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, How about some more of that rain? That was pretty nice. Love, Kevin (15 September 2020)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, They can’t seem to make up their minds this morning. So, when’s that rain coming? Love, Kevin (14 September 2020)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, And The Lord said: “Thou shalt stay indoors—for real this time.” Love, Kevin (13 September 2020)
233 (a poem)
Where there’s fire and a whole lot of wind, there’s smoke—and a lot of it. I saw a dime-sized spot in the sky today The sun usually follows me wherever I go But this time it was just sitting there watching — Film grain yellow-grey the color of confusion drawn between lines already filled — [...]
