So tired today…
Poetry
After the 43rd day (a poem)
Inspired by this week’s episode of The Handmaid’s Tale…
Twenty-one hours into this day (a poem)
Not very focused today, but I did come up with this (and do a bunch of laundry)…
34 (a poem)
Thirty-four years to the day (also a Saturday) since Live Aid, and I can’t help wondering…
Ramifications (a poem)
Partly inspired by an article in The Guardian…
Mood (a poem)
A quiet day of sorts…
Bookstore Poem #654
Another one that started from a variation on a book title. So far, I think the proper ending is after ‘It rained all weekend long’—but it’s an early draft, so I’m including the additional bits for now.
7:49 a.m. (a poem)
This morning came too early…
I bet Newton never had to make this choice (a poem)
And so it continues…
Method (a poem)
Slim pickings today—too distracted to write much, so this is what I’ve got:
Ordinary Average Thoughts 