Written while at a reading earlier today. Our way is but a scratch on the surface of history It is the future that suffers the gash (11 August 2018) I have books available. Links to more information here.
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, The day of the shredding is here. Love, Kevin (11 August 2018)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, Waiting for the good word… Love, Kevin (10 August 2018)
only now all I hear when you read is the ampersands (a poem)
Another day, another ampersand poet. Sigh… You speak in full words and complete sentences but the effect is the Far Side ‘Ginger’ panel with ‘Ginger’ replaced by ‘&’: blah blah blah blah & blah blah & blah blah blah blah & blah blah blah blah & blah I imagine [...]
A reckoning of silence (a poem)
It’s almost too hot to write—but I took a breath, and, partly inspired by the painting I did today, this is what I got: A forest of trees gathered here stands in silence No judgment but what sticks to your clothing or lives behind your eyes An explorer trapped in the dunes digs—frantic, panicked A [...]
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Hmmm. I wonder. Love, Kevin (9 August 2018)
Bookstore Poem #350. Considering my recent obsession with bodies of water
I wrote another poem today that I like better than this one—but it’s already spoken for. So… ‘A drowning person is not troubled by the rain.’ I feel this to be true but the heaviness of the downpour gives me pause It is fair to say I have an inclination to express myself in terms [...]
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, This is supposed to be a lucky day. I could sure use one. Love, Kevin (8 August 2018)
Faces change, maybe the eyes shut, lips part, baring teeth (a poem)
Written while watching this interview with Keiji Haino. They’re not necessarily connected; I was responding more to his quiet manner of speaking… Explosions Silence Echoes in between Sound escapes wanting to be free Silence thinks it’s free but is trapped in the same prison Both exist in the margins and the intervals worshipped as ideals [...]
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, I’m not asking too much, am I? Love, Kevin (7 August 2018)
