I wrote this while listening to a story being read this afternoon…
poetry
I know what it looks like now (a poem)
Memories and behaviors operate on their own cycles.
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Convergence(a poem)
A coincidence, followed by an extra glass or two of vinho verde.
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Shards with dull edges (a poem)
Too many hours of waiting mixed with the refrain from a Kid Creole song results in this:
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Disappearing stars on a field (a poem)
I’m watching a ‘black screen’ video that really depicts rainfall from the apparent viewpoint of the cloud, while the cat is giving me The Stare…
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Snapshot from the season of magic and loss (a poem)
Drove home tonight while listening to Lou Reed’s Magic and Loss…
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Backyard scene (a poem)
After watching the digitized film my mom had saved since 1964…
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In the mirror, silence accelerates (a poem)
Title inspired by a line from Jean Cocteau’s Orphée…
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The mysterious figure who watches me while I sleep (a poem)
Written while watching Jean Cocteau’s Orphée…
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Bookstore Poem #671
Yesterday’s pre-reading workshop was about death. This is the poem I wrote.
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 