The third day of rain (a poem)

Giving in to the autumnal cast of the last few days… 1 It's the third day of rain today… Summer is returning us gently back to the cradle of autumn with its crackling bed of bronzed leaves and its promises of warm fireplaces and soft blankets a hint of melancholy in the air vaguely reminiscent [...]

Some pitfalls of the double LP (a poem)

I was listening to Pink Floyd’s The Wall while writing a couple of poems… I It’s unclear why they had to say everything backwards Somebody somewhere was eventually going to play the recording in reverse So it was hardly much of a secret II I can never make it all the way through disc 2 it’s [...]

Black-and-white foreign film (with subtitles) (a poem)

I wrote three poems last night while watching a Japanese film (ももいろそらを, a/k/a About the Pink Sky). They all had parts I liked, but none of them quite worked on their own. This morning, I combined and edited them into a single poem… When the world looks flat and shallow and devoid of color time [...]