A work in progress, with the title nicked from a Prefab Sprout song. 1 I couldn’t bear to be special I wanted only to be the one you would let be the one Nothing else mattered to me If only you could have seen what you would have seen Tomorrow could be different I could [...]
Tag: expression
The modern sense of audacity (A poem)
Inspired by the title of an NPR story about Maurice White (R.I.P.)… The word audacity doesn’t get used much anymore In fact, the mere use of the word has itself become an audacious act I can’t help but think it’s because we’re surrounded by so much audacity that audacity fails to stand out anymore It’s [...]
A rhyming poem (A poem)
Didn’t come up with much today. Oh well… The thing I hate about rhyming is all that worry about timing— making sure the words all fit without the poem turning to shit Plus it feels so silly— real folks don’t talk that way Imagine trying to force the words to the lines… It ends up [...]
The futility of words (A poem)
Sometimes I write in the morning… 1 There are no words to express pure emotion feeling untethered to language unbound by sound Yet I keep trying to reduce what I feel to words as though I have to explain to myself how I’m feeling instead of simply feeling 2 Some nights, I try to numb [...]
I need a new vocabulary (a poem)
Starting out earlier than usual this morning… I need a new vocabulary a new lexicon a new vernacular a new way of framing my thoughts a new way of expressing myself The old model is no longer so comfortable it constrains to the point where I find myself repeating myself to unacceptable degrees I need [...]
Lucy, February 2015 (photo)
https://www.flickr.com/photos/lennbob/16408956138/ (16 February 2015—posted February 20)
A Japanese image (a poem)
Inspired by a photograph by Hisatomi Tadahiko… The shadow makes you look like a statue a warrior in shades of grey your sharpened features ready to show no mercy poised to attack from every angle Your expression is blank a cipher open to interpretation but giving nothing away not even your full lips and heavy-lidded [...]
You (a poem)
Another HoneLife poetry exercise, this one on the theme of thankfulness… Each time I see you I feel a warmth like nothing else the sparkle in your eyes matches the smile on your face You have a way of expressing the things I feel but cannot say the sadness in your eyes reflects the tenderness [...]
self-portrait from three years ago (a poem)
Inspired by a photograph from three years ago (and an English subtitle from a Japanese drama I was watching on Hulu). ‘…but you weren’t yourself after all.’ The world you knew had ceased to exist; everything was now different. Even the little bit of same around the edges could not change this new essential truth. [...]
