A shadorma about a couple of tunnels near Mercer Street in Seattle.
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Limping into the lower third (a poem)
Abstract: The impossible relationship between love and spinning wheels (a poem)
This shadorma came out of a dream I had this morning, in which I heard Don Henley sing the line I hid it to keep spinning the wheel. I started out writing a poem with that line (split into two lines), but it wasn’t working, so I started over, using the line purely as a reference.
Hot coals (a poem)
Boy, is my face orange (a poem)
This shadorma popped into my head when I got up this morning.
Recluse (a poem)
Buried (a poem)
An ekphrastic poem, written in shadorma form, inspired by the film adaptation of Woman in the Dunes.
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A night at the coffee shop (a poem)
An ekphrastic poem, written in shadorma form, inspired by Peter Juvonen’s The Jester’s Dream.
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 