One more time straying from the month’s theme for a moment…
Poetry
It’s feeling a lot like World War III— (a poem)
This came from a brief conversation I had with someone a couple of nights ago before open-mic… Continue reading
Poetry doesn’t write itself (a poem)
Again straying from the month’s theme for a moment…
Strictly speaking, cars today are not designed for transportation (a poem)
Straying from the month’s theme for a moment…
Seattle (a poem)
I don’t remember where I saw the phrase ‘immobile commuters’, but it made me think of I-5 in Seattle… Continue reading
ART 53, day 32
This Is Fifty-Three, day 32
Back at it this here Monday, following the weekend of poetry readings (minus one)…
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Woods (a poem)
Watching a Japanese drama on Netflix…
Disengagement (a poem)
Drawn from a preliminary news item on essence.com, and informed by a New York Times article from August 2015…
Blindness (a poem)
Watching a Japanese drama on Netflix…
ART 53, day 31
This Is Fifty-Three, day 31
Given this generally horrible week, no money to go out and do anything, and no sign yet of the rest of that copy-editing material that has been delayed on the other end, I figured I would put in some work on the book…
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