prop.erAs I’ll never be as proper as you, all trussed up in that slick silk tie and those laced and lacquered shoes, perky white collar (like leisure-to-go…… Read more “Prop.erAs”
Tag: poetry~
Nature’s Marked
The tree outside my windowis mottled with rot, its green and yellowleaves so lush andvibrant with life now showbrittle, brownish black; Nature’s markedsuicidal, burning holes in her…… Read more “Nature’s Marked”
Spice
spots, sprinkles and splashes of spice, yellowish, soft-oranges, red — Thai spice amid the Evergreen. c. Mary Kathryn Gough October 2005, 3 pm Oregon Photo by Aaron…… Read more “Spice”
Liquid Language
two o’clock in the morning, dull and grey outside with the soft sound of (hundreds of thousands of) millions of raindrops springing out of the air and…… Read more “Liquid Language”
Red.
~Free-Write Response to Toni Morrison’s Beloved~ Red. The Hated. Manifestation of Desire. Passion which pulls so many into its pool: helpless, raging, drowning, dying. . . Rememory…… Read more “Red.”
Poetry, by Pablo Neruda
One of my favorite poems of all time. It just dances with me and moves right somehow… it expressed -me- and showed me with such perfect and…… Read more “Poetry, by Pablo Neruda”
White Stag
a poem for yesterday also. straight from a squashed little spot in my notebook 🙂 one has to pursue a poem in orderto capture it: as with…… Read more “White Stag”
Energy
my favorite time of year is Autumn — not for the leaves{undulating flames} but for the Air: electric,crackling with the negative charge of storms to comeuntil my…… Read more “Energy”
Earth
a dusky-green hilltop at midnight,on my back in prickly grass, gasping forair, and wiping the sparkling sea out of my eyesi feel the evergreenssparsely gathered here by…… Read more “Earth”
To Still the Striving
even the lilies of the field have growth pains– bursts of desire: the touch of sunlight the nearness of neighbor the feel of…… Read more “To Still the Striving”
/Difference
In My Good Deathby Dalia Shevin, for David Shevin in loving memory I will find myself waist deep in high summer grass. The hummingshock of the golden…… Read more “/Difference”
widgets & gadgets & gore
I don’t have my mind very sensical yet — still trying to figure out all the widgets and gadgets and gore — but here’s something to chew…… Read more “widgets & gadgets & gore”
Idiolalia 