The end of an era—donated my dad’s old TV to Goodwill this afternoon. (The featured image for this post is a photo of the set I took while watching The Nightly Show.)
Musings
Glitching (a poem)
It’s early in the game, I’m afraid…
When I fly… (a poem)
I was recently challenged to write a poem about the floor of a gallery that is being remodelled. Everything here is taken from things written by children on a giant painting of a purple butterfly (or moth). Except for checking the meanings in Google Translate so I could put things in a ‘proper’ order, I have made no changes to the original text (other than any mistakes in copying, that is)…
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Here come July…
Love,
Kevin
(1 July 2019)
Carousel (a poem)
Wrote this after reading the review of Marianne and Leonard: Words of Love in The Guardian…
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
So Napfest 2019 was fun. What do you have in mind?
Love,
Kevin
(30 June 2019)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Back to normal—up at 6:30, asleep by 7.
Love,
Kevin
(29 June 2019)
Marbles (a poem)
Based on a conversation with my mom…
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Ah, trepidation! I’ve missed you…(?)
Love,
Kevin
(28 June 2019)
There is no love (a poem)
Steeling myself, just in case…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 