Bleh.
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Carrying on (a poem)
Self-explanatory.
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Leap Day 2020 (a poem)
The bossa nova is the Morelenbaum2/Sakamoto album A Day in New York; the news reports are everywhere. Continue reading
A rainy day for you and me (a poem)
A stormy day with raindrops running down the windows, a scene or two while out and about, and an old song viewed from the other side.
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Nothing deep (a poem)
I wrote this this morning after watching Gil Scott-Heron’s Black Wax
and reflecting on my recent lack of poetic output.
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Passing through downtown (a poem)
Sometimes this town is a little screwy.
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It’s not exactly writer’s block, but… (a poem)
Ugh.
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Skating sideways the length of the endless grey ribbon (a poem)
The first two words came into my head this afternoon while I was driving home in heavy rain.
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Bookstore Poem #691
I saw a photo of Neil Armstrong’s suit in National Geographic or something…
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Forgotten musicals appreciate when they fall apart (a poem)
From a day partly spent reading about Gaby Agis, Pet Shop Boys, and Bill Nelson. (And the actor whose name I couldn’t remember is Stephen Elliott, who played the police chief in Beverly Hills Cop).
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 