I was doing other stuff, so this was all I wrote yesterday…
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Until they become light enough to rise (a poem)
Some open mics are good environments for writing…
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One more (a poem)
The results of yesterday’s writing were largely unsatisfying. I wrote five poems, each one shorter than the last, and wasn’t terribly sure about any of them. So, I let them sit overnight. Revisiting them this morning, I am still largely unsatisfied with the results. The one I am posting is at least the most honest of the bunch…
Wishing (a poem)
The January 25th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to use an abstract word as the title of a poem, then write that poem using concrete images. This is what I came up with…
Somewhere faraway (a poem)
Yesterday morning, I arrived early for an appointment. For my in-car listening that morning, I had chosen a mixtape I made in 1987 (the CD player in my car stopped working back in February). One of the songs on the tape, included as an instrumental interlude, was ‘Somewhere Faraway’, from Melon’s 1987 album Deep Cut. (Club-goers may remember Melon from dance track ‘Hardcore Hawaiian’.) Seeing that title on the j-card started me thinking, and I began to write…
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