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God’s green earth (A poem)

2016/03/10 — Leave a comment

This pantoum was an effort to try something new. When I go to an open-mic, I usually read something I have already worked on, typed into a Word document, and done some preliminary editing. I wrote this poem this afternoon, while waiting for the room to open, and read it straight from my journal. I really must work on my legibility…
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The morning after headaches and explosions in the night (A poem)

2016/03/09 — Leave a comment

Back to the pantoum. The ‘explosions’ part of the title refers to last night’s gas explosion in Seattle’s Greenwood neighborhood. One of the businesses destroyed in the explosion was Neptune Coffee, the first place I ever read any of my writing in public (a short story, in late 2013). The Couth Buzzard, where I regularly participate in a weekly open mic, is across the street and one block south; their storefront windows were shattered.
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