Bonus bonus round. This one doesn’t use anaphora; I wrote it at a workshop earlier this evening, then revised it slightly when I got home…
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Poetry
Looking through my bathroom window (a poem)
Bonus round…
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Mercury, O Mercury (A Retrograde Tale) (a poem)
Frustration expressed through a bit of light verse…
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Fallen shadows (a poem)
This is what you’d call a bad news day…
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The trouble with expectations (a poem)
Apparently, I have chosen to employ anaphora. Let’s see how long I can keep that going…
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Poet of the Month: Lola E. Peters
Almost let this one sneak up on me again—fortunately, I made my decision a few days ago, so it was only a matter of sitting down and actually writing the post.
For this latest entry in my series of tributes to poets I know, I celebrate and acknowledge my friend Lola E. Peters. Her poems and essays have appeared in a number of anthologies, as well as on the Crosscut, Seattle Star, and South Seattle Emerald websites. She has also published two volumes of poems, Taboos and The Book of David, and a book of essays, The Truth About White People. She founded the nonprofit Poetry+Motion, which, over its five-year lifespan, brought together dancers and poets to create ‘new choreography for poems written and performed by local poets’; currently serves on the boards of Leadership Tomorrow, Seattle City Club, and Onyx Fine Arts Collective; and is a long-time member of the African-American Writers’ Alliance (AAWA).
As a poet, Lola has inspired me in two important ways: Continue reading
The inferiority of the swoop to the swish (a poem)
A poem of impressions combining Yoko Ono’s Twitter feed, a Brothers Quay short film, a random phrase, and a made-up word.
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Kiss like ether (a poem)
Title borrowed from the song of the same name by Claudia Brücken.
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A better poetry flashback, c. 1980/81
I was capable of writing decent poems back when I was in high school. There is one I would love to post, but I don’t have a copy of it anymore. But I do still remember this one—which may or may not have been published in the University of Washington’s student newspaper, The Daily (I no longer have the copy of that issue, so I don’t remember. I’ve had to guess at the line breaks, but I do recall I favored very short lines at that time…
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A bad-poetry flashback, c. 1980
To give you some idea of how far I have come, here are a couple of bad poems I contributed to my high school’s yearbook my senior year. The theme of that year’s book was ‘Records of the Past’—because no one had ever thought of that one before, right? Read at your peril…
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