It has been a while since I last posted something that wasn’t either a poem, a ‘love note’ entry, or somehow not directly related to my self-publishing activity (the ‘Resistance Song of the Day’ notwithstanding). So, here goes… I have yet to get a decent handle on 2017, even though it is two-thirds over. Although [...]
Tag: life
My complicated relationship with poetry, continued
In February 2015, I wrote a post called My complicated relationship with poetry. After re-reading it, I figured it was time for an update… Since my original post, I have been regularly attending open mics. At last count, there are seven different open mics that I go to—five that take place monthly, and two that take [...]
2015: My year in review
Unexpectedly, I have a lot of work to do over the next week or so. Therefore, if I’m going to do this, I figure I had better do it now… The year 2015 was one of feast and famine. Yes, I said feast and famine: instead of things getting better or worse, some things got [...]
Beneath the crown (A poem)
Trying something slightly different… Fetched far was the proposition Less of weight I felt as I waited for the results of wishes and work my way to come Sadly, there is no right of birth handed down from parents grand The facts of life are brutish and blunt rarely embellishing upon the tales of battles [...]
The sound of bells (A poem)
At the apartment complex where I live, recorded bells sound every half-hour from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. I wrote this in the morning, before the first bells… It’s too early for the sound of bells Morning has just begun no one is awake to ring them few are up to hear them so they [...]
Autobiography is hard (a poem)
I spent a good chunk of yesterday working on a short bio to put in a CV I am preparing for a grant application, so I ended up not writing anything else except this. It’s a bit rough, but I won’t have time to edit until later… Autobiography is hard just when I think I’ve [...]
The pop-song life (a poem)
Today’s prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano is to write a poem about how you learned a particular word. The example given in the book is about how one of them (I assume it was Kelli Russell Agodon, but which of them ‘I’ refers to is not clear) learned the word ‘omit’ back in 1970. This made [...]
NaPoWriMo 2015, Day 21: Erasure poem (a poem)
Today’s NaPoWriMo.net prompt is to create an erasure poem, in which you take existing text and erase words to make a poem from what you leave untouched. I used page 35 of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. In case anyone has problems seeing the image, here is the text (minus the spacing): Already open and infinite Beautiful—yellow lustrous [...]
One last ride (a poem)
I did manage to squeak out one poem last night before admitting I needed to sleep… Nobody’s lives are perfect we prove that every day even while we try to pretend the opposite is true in at least one crucial way But when we get together the truth begins to flow through our words or [...]
My complicated relationship with poetry
I may edit this later. For now, I am posting it as is, even though I have written about some these things before. In the words of Robert Fripp, it is ‘better to be present with a bad note than absent from a good note.’ Over the last two years or so, I have been writing [...]
