Every year for the last few years, I have written a poem to mark Tanabata. Here is this year’s installment. I know the old saying goes something like that but won’t we always need the moon— the moon that breaks through the clouds while the stars continue to hide? the moon that illuminates the surface [...]
In Western Washington, we tend to feel that summer weather doesn’t really begin until July 5th. Until then, it tends to be rainy, cool, and sort of gloomy. Like today… I don’t knowwho’s directing this picturebut I think I want my money back I meanthe good guys keep losingthe bad guys never go to jail [...]
Composed mainly from the titles of some of the pieces of music I have recorded recently. Seagulls in a small town by the bay The blur of alternating industrial and rural landscapes through the windows of the train before it reaches the tunnelsis barely an afterimage Another day of rain Your heart is filled with [...]
This morning. I heard the storm outsideand thought it was stillthe middle of the nightand I was waking up againfor no good reason I know it’s midnight somewherebut I’m not there That’s no surprise (18 May 2022) Order Wishes sometimes have consequences from your favorite local bookstore! IndieBound search: https://www.indiebound.org/search/book?keys=wishes+sometimes+have+consequences If they can’t get it [...]
A response to this Instagram post: https://www.instagram.com/p/CdbPbzktSjA/ They tore down the structurea couple of days ago Three misshapen stonesin the middle of a park somewherein the centre of a war zone The machinery flexinglike a cat after striking Somebody thought to watch (12 May 2022) Order Wishes sometimes have consequences from your favorite local bookstore! [...]
A late afternoon impression. Eighteen of themremembered The last stem bentunder the weightof its own remorse A fragranceA fragmentA filigreeA fiction Tomorrow’s yesterdayspent its time thinkingabout the day after tomorrowwithout worryingabout what that means Eleven timesthe last thing you saidleaves a lot of lettersto mix and jumbleand turn into somethingthat resembles meaning The last stemis [...]
My Day 30 poem, based on the prompt at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirty-8/. Imagine the artiststanding beneath a spotlightbefore the moon makes it past the trees A little house, dark bluemixed with amber and greenteasing out nostalgia like sugar The old man by the mailboxestells me there’s work to be done I just want to sleepbut have no [...]
My Day 29 poem, based on the prompt at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-nine-8/. I started out on a high note. Because nothing beats being alivewhen it comes to a birthday gift. When you’ve spent all eternity so farnot existing, the miracle of birthcertainly is good for a lift. I don’t remember the day at all—after all, it was [...]
My Day 28 poem, based on the prompt at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-8/. This is a concrete poem (as such); the text appears in more straightforward style beneath the image. Weeds multiply in front of my housewhere they’re not supposed to grow. Despite my best efforts to keep them at baythey sprout forth and spike at all angles,clustered [...]
My Day 27 poem, based on the prompt at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-8/. It’s a conundrum.Wednesday is wearing her Sunday disguise again. Wednesday often wears her Sunday disguisebut it’s always incomplete somehow. Somehow, she always leaves out little details,so it’s impossible to guess her intent— impossible to tell whether she’s feeling lazy or playful,or maybe a little forgetful. [...]
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