Off to a good start. I wrote my first poem of the day while watching a YouTube video of a trip on Tokyo’s Yamanote Line, as viewed from the cockpit. Continue reading
Somewhere along the line (or A poem in which I exhaust the metaphor of life as a train trip)
Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube.
The sound of bells (A poem)
At the apartment complex where I live, recorded bells sound every half-hour from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. I wrote this in the morning, before the first bells…
Somewhere faraway (a poem)
Yesterday morning, I arrived early for an appointment. For my in-car listening that morning, I had chosen a mixtape I made in 1987 (the CD player in my car stopped working back in February). One of the songs on the tape, included as an instrumental interlude, was ‘Somewhere Faraway’, from Melon’s 1987 album Deep Cut. (Club-goers may remember Melon from dance track ‘Hardcore Hawaiian’.) Seeing that title on the j-card started me thinking, and I began to write…