Another day, another ampersand poet. Sigh…
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A reckoning of silence (a poem)
It’s almost too hot to write—but I took a breath, and, partly inspired by the painting I did today, this is what I got:
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Bookstore Poem #350. Considering my recent obsession with bodies of water
I wrote another poem today that I like better than this one—but it’s already spoken for. So…
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Faces change, maybe the eyes shut, lips part, baring teeth (a poem)
Written while watching this interview with Keiji Haino. They’re not necessarily connected; I was responding more to his quiet manner of speaking…
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On the first page of a new journal (a poem)
I started a new journal this afternoon, after having completed both my giant sketchbook and my Campus notebook yesterday. This is the most optimistic of the pieces I wrote today.
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Lessons versus car parts (a poem)
A nonsensical phrase turns into a nonsensical poem…
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The crucible never goes out of style (a poem)
Inspired by the fiery explosions in Twin Peaks.
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Waiting Room Poem #43
The things I find in my notebooks sometimes… Continue reading
Slippery Rock, Opus, and the Good, the Bad, and the Snuggly (a poem)
An insight I had today, some twenty-six years after the fact…
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The viewing (a poem)
A memory from twenty-two years ago, somehow prompted by the first line…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 