2019 Poetry Marathon, Hour Six: Welcome to my little corner of the world

My Hour 6 poem. Back on track. This is my apartment my refrigerator is either freezing cold or room temperature This is my desk where my computer is I prepare to do everything here This is my sofa—it’s orange! I do everything here This is my car the CD player is broken but I can [...]

2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Six: Amber afternoon

Sixth poem of the day. Where this is going suspension of time  is to be expected That’s what always happens to me when I surrender Under this sky suspended in amber  an artefact from some undefined age this moment knows no history it belongs to you and me, today Stretch out beside me I’ll rub [...]