Ghosts “Ghosts, to make themselves manifest, require two conditions abhorrent to the modern mind: silence and continuity,” Edith Wharton (from her book, Ghosts) Funnily enough, just yesterday I was discussing the necessity of silence – especially in nature. The need to close the human mouth & pause its outflow under a canopy of trees, for… Continue reading Poem 304 – Ghosts
Poem 303 – Every Cell in this Body
Every cell in this body A hurricane of emotion Every cell in this body Kilometres of shredded rope Every cell in this body A light show Every cell in this body Wetlands of worry Every cell in this body Fractals of fear Where did the fire go?Who has the needle?How strong was the thread? This… Continue reading Poem 303 – Every Cell in this Body
Poem 302 – Bieber Closes This Day
Bieber Closes This Day This day ends with Justin Bieber on the brainif it’s not you it’s not anyone& all the thoughts scaffolding up my soul Let go He’s got angel wings on his neckin his voicetheir wind songsenough to soothethe thoughts as they Fall Land flat-footedpeer up Begin the ascent againthrough dreamland …go &… Continue reading Poem 302 – Bieber Closes This Day