I typed the first line to see how it would look in the Cardea typeface. The undisputed king of thunderless storms and wordless tantrums doesn’t have a poker-worthy face but he does have a knack for the art of distraction You’d never know if you already knew The undisputed king of a loss for words [...]
Reversing my usual scheme now, so the poem is no longer in italics (except for the occasional italicized word). the sensation is always foreign a centimeter or two to the left and it would escape without ever identifying itself it may still in this stillness each time I open my eyes I have travelled somewhere [...]
The 12 poems from this year’s half marathon, written between 6 a.m. and 6 p.m. PT. Hour 12: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-12/ Hour 11: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-11/ Hour 10: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-10/ Hour 9: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-9/ Hour 8: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-8/ Hour 7: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-7/ Hour 6: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-6/ Hour 5: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-5/ Hour 4: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-4/ Hour 3: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-3/ Hour 2: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-2/ Hour 1: https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/2020-poetry-marathon-hour-1/ (27 June 2020) [...]
Heavy on the metaphor, hold the mayo. Do not mistake the land that lies fallow as barren; riches come from roots that take hold and grow, not from seeds scattered carelessly in numbers that choke the soil. Do not forget that what has grown come harvest will feed the soul only what the soil has [...]
Another phase I’m going through—until the next one. The magic carpet ride isn’t ours to take ——— Our children’s children’s children won’t be around to tell the stories of strawberry sleigh rides and blurry photographs That’ll be somebody else with someone else in some other place 2000 light years away ——— I heard someone say [...]
Lots of weird little associations and a random phrase out of nowhere add up to this (and the photo has nothing to do with any of it). Could you maybe fashion the holes into something I could slip through? I should be able to come up with the missing pieces but my imagination is out [...]
When more words won’t add anything… Was it that long ago? It seems so, I suppose— my sense of time has slipped by along with the memory. I wish I could have seen you there— you were there, of course, but I was not present. And in the end, I ended up here. (17 June [...]
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A tribute to someone special on the occasion of her 50th birthday. From the look on your face in the days after we first met to the words that lifted me up when I felt at my lowest and on to the present where you describe the feeling in ways I never could I remember [...]
I let this one sit for a bit first. How is it barely remarkable that you were here that I remember none of what happened none of what we said? How do I wake up in the morning with the feeling, but nothing else? I know you were here but it was so fleeting I [...]
