When the cat interrupts my dream just as it is getting to the good part…
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Winter Solstice 2016 (a poem)
Trixie woke me up this morning at the exact time of the solstice—2:44 a.m.…
How to fall asleep in a chair at the public library (a poem)
Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a ‘how-to’ poem. Technically, I have already posted my poem for the day—but that was really a ‘readymade’ poem, so here is one that I just wrote.
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16.3.16 (A poem)
A birthday pantoum…
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The morning after headaches and explosions in the night (A poem)
Back to the pantoum. The ‘explosions’ part of the title refers to last night’s gas explosion in Seattle’s Greenwood neighborhood. One of the businesses destroyed in the explosion was Neptune Coffee, the first place I ever read any of my writing in public (a short story, in late 2013). The Couth Buzzard, where I regularly participate in a weekly open mic, is across the street and one block south; their storefront windows were shattered.
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The course of events (A poem)
Not a pantoum or a poem about politics (yes!), but necessary.
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A morning poem (a poem)
The January 16th prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to come up with a list of ten words each about oil and snow, then to alternate a word from the two lists in each line of a poem until all the words have been used. My snow words were granule, icy, angels, crystalline, blanket, powder, pack, flurry, blizzard, and flake; my oil words were fuel, golden, stain, fluid, smooth, slick, viscous, slip, flammable, and commodity.
Sickbed slumber #4 (a poem)
Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go…
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Sickbed slumber #3 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold, continued…
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Sickbed slumber #2 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold…
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