I finally watched The Speech. Without a TV, I am thankfully isolated from a lot of the psychodrama swirling around the election. I’m DEFINITELY interested- but it’s something like an addictive substance- the more political garbage you ingest, the more you need. So, I’m trying to limit myself. I would have watched the speech [...]
Posts from ‘August, 2008’
Confronting Tears
The Read Write Poem prompt this week is to draw inspiration from a published poem; take a line, turn it into your own and grow a new poem from the filched line. As I consider music to be my favorite kind of poetry (and sometimes the most moving), I’ve decided to draw my inspiration [...]
The secret lake
Out of respect for UCM over at Extended Psychosis and her desire to keep “her” special lake special, I will not reveal the name of the beautiful and sacred place Jon and I visited over the weekend. But I will tell you that it has not lost its hold over me, and it, to my [...]
Books for next semester
Well, it’s that time again. Time to spend over $600 in books for the fall semester- and that’s only for two classes! There’s still one class (Soc of Technology) that hasn’t posted the required book list yet. Hopefully that means there aren’t any books to read! (ha ha). To continue my on-going tradition, here is [...]
Fill in the blanks
Here is my try at a fill-in-the blanks poem, with the original skeleton provided by a Tiel, from Knocking From the Inside. Her original poem, In the Province of Saints, is quite lovely, and I’m not able to do her skeleton justice here…but it was a fun prompt and a good way to get back into [...]
Free admission to a favorite place
Unfortunately, I will be leaving Portland this week, so won’t be able to attend the upcoming Free Day at the Portland Japanese Gardens on September 2, but I encourage all you Portlanders to stop on by, if you have a chance. The Japanese Gardens are one of my favorite places in all of Portland- [...]
Dem bones
Last rites
Your fingers compress my breastbone
between marked flesh and languish.
Stop the wastefulness in my regions.
“I long to comply.”
To travel.
Harmony of forgetfulness.
To linger?
What was purposed, pushes
for meandering, wearing a disguise
at the end of the dry season.
Camouflage: You didn’t want
to remain but disappeared.
Another blunt remorse
you’ll end with flattery:
“Your inconsequential love,
abandoned.”
* * *
My poem was a version [...]
Collaboration
There is a most interesting conversation about collaboration going on over at My Gorgeous Somewhere. What do you think? About it?
Want more? Go check out maria cristina poesia, where Christine points out a few other reading pleasures. (Including “my” – haha, it is so not “mine” – interview with the Funnelcakes.)
And Whirling Dervish started our [...]
The fleshed out and improbable skeleton
So this is the fleshy poem I quickly put together so as to strip it for Dana’s RWP prompt this week- think crows on roadkill. No? Okay. Think deciduous tree at the end of autumn instead.
Think about someone taking all the blanks I left at RWP and what someone might fill them with in to [...]
In the moment: haiku
I complained too long
Now summer washes away
Umbrella dust free
* * *
Her brown eyes crinkle
A stranger known by bus route
Smiles like she knows me
* * *
A man on the bus
A glass cake plate in right hand
No crumbs, no story
* * *
Broken umbrella
I’m a crow with crippled feet
Or missing feathers
* * *
Bushtits chittering
Chickadees point me to home
Summer [...]
