My warm-up for NaPoWriMo 2021 is this ekphrastic poem based on Egon Schiele’s Self-Portrait (1911). Within the confinesof my outlineI am a contortionist limbs twisted and foldedlike the torsoto which they attach and the eyeswhich have minds of their own or the skinwhich follows contoursbut minds no master and the mouth, agapewhich has not yet [...]
Dear Wednesday, As usual, March comes and goes, doesn’t bother to stick around… Love, Kevin (31 March 2021)
Dear Tuesday, Now I’ve got the Cal Worthington jingle stuck in my head. Love, Kevin (30 March 2021)
Closing out March a couple days early with a set of nocturnal sounds. (29 March 2021)
Dear Monday, I appreciate the sun, but how about turning up the heat a bit, eh? Love, Kevin (29 March 2021)
Dear Sunday, Surprised to be so awake so early. I predict a nap in my future. Love, Kevin (28 March 2021)
Dear Saturday, This movie has quite a cast. How come I’ve never heard of it before? Love, Kevin (27 March 2021)
Dear Friday, People: the cause of, and solution to, all our problems. Love, Kevin (26 March 2021)
Because it occurs to me that there is a connection that I have pushed so far to the back of my mind that I don’t remember what it is. A small picture rests in a cornerof the back of my mind,like a nagging thought,probably with a bunch of boxesstacked in front of it.I don’t know [...]
Dear Thursday, What's the password? Love,Kevin (25 March 2021)
