On Writing

Poem 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says

Write a poem about friendship, she says I kiss her forehead then her cheekHer skin is so soft my lips confuse it with heavenHer eyelids hold the red of recent tears Friendship brings waters of one-ness to tsunamiIt is a wild natural phenomenon that hurtsproportionately to its healing It is a labyrinth of discoverytwisted with… Continue reading Poem 248 – Write a poem about friendship, she says

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Poem 247 – Last nights of summer

Last nights of summer last weekend of summer calls for late night windsor pizzamaking traditions in chewy dough & melted Galatistuffing mouths with sweet & salty filling bellies before bedas the last Saturday of summer vacation slips intothe tomorrow of a new yearthat begins in the sultry monthof September – Crayola marker stripesvibrant, promising, not… Continue reading Poem 247 – Last nights of summer

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Poem 246 – On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall)

On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall) Oh Wall, are we doing this again?Am I right heading ‘round the bend believingmy writing is good enough for a fat wad of money?Wait a minute!Oh Wall! It is good, my writing!You know it. Of course you do!I’ve been reading it out loud… Continue reading Poem 246 – On Grant Applications As Considered by Shirley Valentine (in conversation with Wall)

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Poem 245 – How to do Something: Hang a Wet Pillowcase on the Clothesline

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