Keeping things relatively simple today… 1 Books are sacred objects vessels that the stories and knowledge of the past into the present and then to the future receptacles for our hopes and dreams and innermost thoughts physical manifestations of the best and the worst of us bound between covers of paper, cloth, and leather plain [...]
Tag: February 2018
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, I’m going to let this day be a blank slate for as long as I can. Love, Kevin (28 February 2018)
The Lilac Years—new publication date
Since I am still working out a couple of persistent printing problems with the interior, I have pushed back the publication/on-sale date of The Lilac Years to April 16, 2018. This will give me enough time to make any changes necessary to eliminate or work around the problems I have encountered. In the meantime, here again is [...]
The color of the sky over the interstate (a poem)
I’m not sure I’m getting the hang of this yet, but I do like trying these different things… I am the ‘kid’ in the TV commercial ransacking the shelves of the grocery store of life as the shopping cart rolls up and down the aisles Well, I would be if the lowest shelves weren’t as [...]
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, If all the ups and downs I’ve been feeling lately were an orgasm, I’d be coming so hard right now… Love, Kevin (27 February 2018)
Thought experiments and uncertain futures are not a good mix (a poem)
I learned recently about Jim Simmerman’s 20 Little Poetry Projects. I thought I would give it a shot, since I haven’t felt very motivated today… The future is Schrödinger’s cat— the world’s fastest existential uncertainty, an invisible silent movie. The scene burns in the back of my throat, a wretched feeling just like the one [...]
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, Okay, Monday. Let’s go… Love, Kevin (26 February 2018)
Bookstore Poem #153. Second Coming
Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park. A bit of an experiment. I’m not sure how well it works, but then I didn’t even finish my first attempt… Earlier today I tried to imagine what the Second Coming were it to happen might really look like I didn’t get very far so I erased the page [...]
Bookstore Poem #155. Today
Well, today until around 4:30. Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park. I slept I awoke I turned on the TV I went into the kitchen I gave the cat some food I made coffee I poured a cup of coffee I drank the cup of coffee I checked e-mail I posted to my blog I [...]
Recent reading
Between bouts of worrying about everything going to shit, I have managed to do some reading. Books I have finished (yay!) M Train—Patti Smith sublime subliminal liminal—Rena Priest view with a grain of sand: selected poems—Wisław Szymborska Sobbing Superpower: Selected Poems of Tadeus Różewicz—Tadeus Różewicz Two-Minute Mysteries Collection—Donald J. Sobol Books in progress The Book of [...]
