Category: Poetry

Across the Interpersonal Chasm

[…] limitations between our understanding of one another; no one may know what kinds of conversations we have within, insofar as we even notice them — beyond and above, beneath and below, the biochemistry variance is infinite yet each one echoes each other infinitely across the interpersonal chasm. […]

Night Notes

“Night Notes”, a poem with irregular rhythm. First draft was 2/2/2017, has been extensively cut down because parts were mostly incoherent. A movement awakened, a crowd exposed.Who holds the loudspeakers? Whoweathers the trolls? How long dothey carry? How long hold the seams?What must think the neighbors, andwhat words do they speak? Whatmethods to mend? What […]

Staircase

Original publication date 11/21/2015. It’s quite brilliant and I don’t remember writing it at all, but it escaped my 2020 purge and someone looked it up today and I reread it and said yes. The streaking of the red dogs. The wild dogs, the feral dogs. The chanting of the mice. The lift into the […]

Dissolving Thoughts

First draft posted 6/19/2017 Technically speaking, the scatter of papers represents entropy, while the persistence of furniture represents illusions of permanence. There is no persistence of the construct of self, at best, a standing wave, yet we all act ‘as if’ it were so, and in time the elements wear on it. Meanwhile, in their […]

Timewise

1st draft written and published January 30, 2017. Expected to rewrite it a lot but didn’t change much. The last two lines are new. For Nextdoor syndication where it doesnt add the headline or featured image, this is a poem called ‘Timewise’. Click the link thou lazy critics. Those memories countless of innumerable days—idle-Lost in […]

Dreaming Plants

Writing, ring-toss ’round the rosies, limits of imagination, checkerboard pattern of climbing vines straightened with Backbone Growing all through the night bedroom, the jungle, where the wild things are & limits unlimited, the mind unbound untwisted untwisting the madness free associating and unwinding on these small pages Cranking out the thoughts like so many fireworks […]

Space

How a space is organized (or un-organized) matters. Where is your jar of pens? Do you have one? Are they scattered everywhere, or forever going missing? What do you see from where you sit? Is it demoralizing? Is it pleasant? Is it beautiful? As I sit here, there are 8 containers of pens and markers […]

Standing Before the Mirror Unadorned

Inserting the pleasure. Finding no connections between plan & act. Alighting — the pathway of lightning. The lightning alit on the pla[i]n[e]. The lightning dismounted the towering, charging storm-cloud. Rhythm. Stop. Spot. Ought ex em, clap thunder, run, pitty-pat. Answer beside. Sit beside. Answer back the talking drum. Keep clear of the combine. Athwart the […]