Dear Sunday,
And here goes the next round.
Love,
Kevin
(17 March 2019)
Writing
This is fifty-six (a poem)
This day will go quickly—best to make note of it while I can…
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
So… 56.
Love,
Kevin
(16 March 2019)
I am the Thief (a poem)
The title comes from a chapter of Jean-Paul Sartre’s Saint Genet; the rest comes from an afternoon ferry ride with a supposedly ‘routine’ escort by Coast Guard vessels, and the news. My attempt at commentary isn’t successful, but if I still think this poem worthy after some time has passed, I will have plenty of opportunity to work on it…
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
So, how ’bout them ides?
Love,
Kevin
(15 March 2019)
Bookstore Poem #521
Tonight’s reading (It’s About Time, at the Ballard library) was the first one I had been to in what feels like forever. I wrote lots of new poems during; this is one of the couple that I liked… Continue reading
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
“DIVISION! CLEAR THE LOBBY!”
Love,
Kevin
(14 March 2019)
Vintage 1963 (a poem)
Another weird day—I’ll leave it at that…
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
No wackiness today, okay?
Love,
Kevin
(13 March 2019)
Error messages (a poem)
What a weird day—in an oddly unremarkable way…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 