My Early Girl Isn’t She went in May Day a healthy start now 55 days past 60 she’s just blushing We only have 23 days until mid-September when summer is over if past history is evidence No one knows if we’ll have homegrown BLTs this year * * * What a sorry summer this has [...]
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I don’t have an August garden
I don’t have an August garden and it’s too hot to weed Crease the leaves moisten your cracked lips there are no silk worms and we aren’t in the mythic forest the garden hose is kinked it frustrates the spray that can’t wash dusty cars, abandoned to bird shit and road tar. All those tender [...]
possessed
What do you wear to a heart attack? Orange flip flops decorated with sequins and beads stiff woven soles made in China, shipped to USA picked up in a seconds store in August Transplanted to Oregon I forgot how hot summer is in the Valley of the Sun and needed two new wardrobes one for [...]
missing words
(A confession) I’m going through my recent poems to find something to send to my critique group. There’s but one recent poem. (One!) Other candidates are not recent and are in need of revision that I can’t make in time to get to my kind readers. I have been writing August poetry postcards and have [...]
stubs
Unwanted Advances Succulent mosquitoes find me Molten……I am hot & heavy my breath full of iron They feed for eggs while I have none * * * I’m trying to do something different — for me — with this poem, which is what this week’s Big Tent Poetry prompt was about. I’ve been writing narratively as [...]
better late than never, right? (The tardy confession.)b
Last Saturday’s Big Tent Poetry reading in Portland, Oregon was terrific, except for missing the organizing poet, Sage Cohen, who couldn’t be there. I am so fortunate to have been able to enjoy my very first reading in the company of good poetry friends. It’s a day I will never forget. It felt so wondrous [...]
The Instinctive Loving Response
The Instinctive Loving Response is what people do to avoid actual or perceived entrapment in trees. And it does not look like most people expect. There is very little hedge-trimming , no laughing, and no singing or sighs of any kind. Loving does not look like loving – it looks like this: 1. Loving people’s [...]
what did you say?
The Line Forms Here The line forms her. The line conforms to her. The line deforms her. The line is a free-form her. The line informs her. The line — malformed; her. The line misinforms her. The line performs for her. The line will not reform her. The line is true-to-form her. * * * [...]
Big Tent Poetry Celebration Reading
In case my three followers didn’t know, I am getting to read my poetry along side an amazing group of poets. I am completely excited, and a little nervous, too. I’ve made my selections and am practicing so as to keep up with my brilliant friends. And I keeping pinching myself. This is so cool! [...]
The Hostile Witness
The Hostile Witness Why won’t you answer my question? There is more than one answer. Why won’t you answer my question? There are more colors of blue than can be counted. Why won’t you answer my question? Names conceal as much as they reveal. Why won’t you answer my question? The starlings are mating and [...]
