Thursday, April 3rd, 2014
Note to Cindy Sherman You don’t know you ever met me years ago at school in Buffalo. I, an edge-clinger: art events, photo labs, sleeping at Essex Street. You gradually building your vision out of thrift shops, makeup counters, dumpster diving perhaps. Creating not snapshots but whole lifetimes caught. Long-form documentaries in a single […]
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April Poem-a-Day — April 3, 2014
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Wednesday, April 2nd, 2014
Today’s prompt is “Voyage”. Voyage As stars become suns then fade again to stars in passing, I imagine a deep velvety blue where eyes tell only dead black. The nothingness we can see belies the rich stew of motion bubbling beyond our grasp: particles, Higgs energy giving mass. Our course is entered for […]
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April Poem-a-Day — April 2, 2014
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Tuesday, April 1st, 2014
April is National Poetry Month, and I’m participating in a poem-a-day activity on Writer’s Digest’s poetry blog. Today’s prompt is “Beginnings and/or Endings”. Daddy You ended as you began. Early spring when flowers and chicks arrive and you on your aunt’s kitchen table during Passover seder. Part of the Promised Land a new generation […]
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April Poem-a-Day — April 1, 2014
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Monday, March 17th, 2014
Oneiri co.ii I could not cry, so you cried for me. Each slow drop glistened with forgotten memories then fell on the withered clay turning it into gold-veined porcelain that glowed from within. I turned and kissed the crinkles around your wet eyes.
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Oneiri co.ii
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Monday, February 10th, 2014
Governance Lanes closed. Stuck in traffic going nowhere but crazy, the bridge is a gap between jammed up and arrived. Have you arrived? Vengeance. Sweet like antifreeze spilled in the gutter.
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Governance
Tags: Chris Christie, George Washington Bridge
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Friday, December 13th, 2013
Caitlyn Your wild hair flies behind you long and straight as you pump quick-quick down our street never minding the gravel and breaks, daring your friends to catch up. Taunting the rules but not the laws acting cool when questioned by cops; aflutter inside. Born too soon or perhaps just right; foster […]
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Caitlyn
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Friday, August 30th, 2013
Carnival Ride Take your handgun on the Ferris wheel– Everyone’s doing it, mustn’t be unarmed. Where would we be if a lonely gunman opened fire on us and we could not reply with skyrocket bullets and Roman candle gore.
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Carnival Ride
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