An open-mic poem. Brother Theodore at the piano Brusque but surprisingly melodic And funny, too I wonder: if the real Brother Theodore ever played an instrument what songs would he sing? (31 August 2016—posted September 1st)
Tag: August 2016
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, Okay, why you gotta start me out like that? Love, Kevin (31 August 2016)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Vitamin B—gotta love it. Love, Kevin (30 August 2016)
My complicated relationship with poetry, continued
In February 2015, I wrote a post called My complicated relationship with poetry. After re-reading it, I figured it was time for an update… Since my original post, I have been regularly attending open mics. At last count, there are seven different open mics that I go to—five that take place monthly, and two that take [...]
Only bones remain (a poem)
An ekphrastic poem, inspired by a photograph by Yang Xiaobin: http://ekphrasticassimilations.org/yang-xiaobin-1/ Overlapping frames obscure the path to Heaven Illumination reveals it is still there but the cracks in the emulsion cast doubt on the timeline The impossibility of the task is evident from every angle— and the amber patches of dried blood left by past failures [...]
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, Okay. I’m relatively well rested. What have you got? Love, Kevin (29 August 2016)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, Next? Love, Kevin (28 August 2016)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, At last… Love, Kevin (27 August 2016)
ART 53: Published!
At last, it is done. The latest proof was ready for review a couple of hours ago. I had to allow myself extra time to look things over, as I was up last night until after 2 a.m., and my cats woke me up at 5-something—so, when I opened up CreateSpace’s Digital Proofer at [...]
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, When you wake up and already have to work the kinks out… Love, Kevin (26 August 2016)
