How to Do Something: Hang a Wet Pillowcase on the Clothesline pull out the linestretch it across the weed-woven lawnbe mindful of dog piles of shit, edgeswhitening from the heatclip the metal onto the hooktighten the lineit needs to be taut to hold the wet from the broken teal hampertake out the crumpled pillowcasehold two… Continue reading Poem 245 – How to do Something: Hang a Wet Pillowcase on the Clothesline
Boomerang This particular fearis a boomerang I’ve thrown herwith all my might bid her good riddancewilled her to Mars yet she persistspropulsions a return so graceful & spectacularlystunning I mistake her for awe welcome herin an embrace when she settlesI feel her grip & understand my faultmy power shrinks This particular fearis a boomerang will… Continue reading Poem 130 – Boomerang & This Week’s Virtual Tour Events
Muskoka muskoka calls me like a secret loverher yearnings gripping the edges of busty winds& jumping into the soft spot under my earlobes – patient in the tender shadows we had a love affair for three summers…maybe twothe memories are lake blurry – does it matter? time lived differentlyshouldered against tall trees: pine spruce fir hemlock… Continue reading Poem 124 – Muskoka & May Event Round-Up & WEreads!
Bowling With My Dad Today if I couldI would meet my dadat the Bowlero Inhale the smooth scent of oil hot rubber beer friedfeel a bit shy renting shoeswhen he has his owna beautiful ball too the fancy bag to hold it all I’d let him type our nameson the flat-lettered keyboard –marvel at themDad … Continue reading Poem 78 – Bowling With My Dad