Dear Monday, It’s good to see you relax a bit after this morning’s storminess. Love, Kevin (30 November 2020)
Tag: November 2020
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, Living up to your name, I see. Love, Kevin (29 November 2020)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, A plan is formulated. Living room furniture—prepare to meet thy master… Love, Kevin (28 November 2020)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, I am unfamiliar with this disguise. Who might you be this day, o Friday? Love, Kevin (27 November 2020)
A post-cinema politic (a poem)
About a movie but not. Pre-war kitsch Post-war roots exposed, thirsty The present moment elaborate fiction wounded confused outlines colorless and unfilled the bright, shining moment blurred and murky In this set piece nothing exists under the spotlight no glory only shadow The other side of the wall (25 November 2020—posted November 26) Wishes sometimes [...]
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Thanks. Love, Kevin (26 November 2020)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, Hey, look! It’s… another day in quarantine. Unless I have to go to Rite Aid. Love, Kevin (25 November 2020)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Can we handle this much sense? Love, Kevin (24 November 2020)
Monday morning, Samish Way (a poem)
Observations from this morning. The seagull army is out in force five to a streetlamp The old man by the mailboxes goes to pick up the paper bag he tossed to the ground He thinks better and walks away (23 November 2020) Wishes sometimes have consequences is available to order from your favorite local bookstore. [...]
Passing thoughts in cluster and transit (a poem)
This is not necessarily political, but I still have been watching too much news lately. Not yay or nay but merely present Attention wanders for a year or two and change It turns up when it needs to be paid then disappears when the meter has been fed No desire No substitutions No lasting consequence [...]
