Saturday morning at the typewriter…
May 2018
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Friday did such a good job of impersonating you that I was fooled for much of the day. It’s really you this time, isn’t it?
Love,
Kevin
(12 May 2018)
On seeing the blue veins in my sunlit arm (a poem)
I haven’t been spending as much time outside as I should, so my forearms in particular are really pale…
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
So, will plans hold? I’m feeling like I need a break between outings.
Love,
Kevin
(11 May 2018)
Bookstore Poem #272. Some people have fantasies when their mind wanders; this is what happens when my mind wanders
I wrote this during a poetry reading at the Ballard Library… Continue reading
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, Thursday. What’s the plan?
Love,
Kevin
(10 May 2018)
シェー・シェー・シェー・DA・DA・DA・Yeah・Yeah・Yeah・Ya・Ya・Ya
Fans of YMO, Yukihiro Takahashi, or Japanese rock in general may be aware that The Beatniks have a new album out (Exitentialist a Xie Xie), with a catchy new single, first heard live in concert last year:
Bookstore Poem #252. Deepest blue
At Third Place Books this afternoon. Svetlana Alexievich’s Secondhand Time: The Last of the Soviets caught my eye, resulting in this: Continue reading
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
I swear, it could be an old country song: ‘My Kitty Loves to Sleep (But Hates it When I Do)’…
Love,
Kevin
(9 May 2018)
‘I’m aiming for ninety-five’ (a poem)
Why am I thinking about this first thing in the morning?
Ordinary Average Thoughts 