the secaidas are ramblin’ I’m scramblin’ to poemdirt under my nailsweeding never failsto break my backtomorrow whenI wake, my boneswill quake, for ballssake but when I lookupon the yard, I’llsee my hard labourand savour the scene WANNA HEAR THE HOWL INTERVIEW? HERE YOU GO! CLICK HERE! THANK AGAIN, VALENTINO!!!
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Poem 131 Watch & Listen & Howl & Launch!
watch & listen golden-headed dandelion bends gracefully to peer at poisonous bindweedcanada thistle in all her prickly pride gazes kindly at thirsty nutsedgeeven bustling buckhorn plantain stares plainly at heat-loving crabgrass weeds trees & herbs liverworts mosses & creepersmillions of living watching millions of living in observational feastsan infinite exchange of paying attention & listening… Continue reading Poem 131 Watch & Listen & Howl & Launch!
Poem 126 – Ghazal on Isolation
Ghazal on Isolation“…continue the shine in vivid isolation…” Agha Shahid Ali another dawn tugs on my skinbegging me awake in birdsong my cold shoulder longsfor the tongue of yesterday’s chorus – the extended version of a ballad I didn’t know could endghostly alive in such vivid isolation my mind is a silk slip on a… Continue reading Poem 126 – Ghazal on Isolation
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