An earnest attempt to write a poem about myself without using the word ‘I’ (a poem)

Not one of my eight-word poems, but one of those I felt compelled to write. I was reminded of the doll in question while watching a collection of short films made by the Quay Brothers (or Brothers Quay, as they were sometimes billed)…
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Arborum silentium (a poem)

2017/08/13 — Leave a comment

Inspired by Episode 14 of Twin Peaks: The Return…
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Wine is a reckless poet (a poem)

2017/08/11 — 1 Comment

Not eight words, but this is one I have a feeling about. (Note: I use the feminine pronoun in this poem, because my experience has been that women are more likely to express their feelings than are men, who tend to hold them in, to keep them to themselves, for various and sundry reasons.)
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Resistance Song of the Day

2017/03/25 — Leave a comment

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An earnest attempt to write a poem about myself without using the word ‘I’ (a poem)

When I open the book of poetry to see what it holds (a poem)

The tortured poet (a poem)

Afterwards (a poem)

Paul Simon wrote of ‘the arc of a love affair’. I’m writing about mine. (a poem)

I broke my mother’s favorite doll when I was three (a poem)

Arborum silentium (a poem)

Wine is a reckless poet (a poem)

Resistance Song of the Day