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NaPoWriMo
Posted in writing stew, tagged april, NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Month, National Poetry Writing Month, poem-a-day, poetry, triolet on April 7, 2011| Leave a Comment »
I “bean” stewing and…
Posted in out and about, two more cents, writing stew, tagged bean stew, gettin my goove on, party time on August 3, 2010| Leave a Comment »
I’m back!
after a long hiatus, I’m getting my groove (?) on again. In case you didn’t understand that poorly used euphemism (for writing), what I meant is that I am going to start posting again. Hooray!
courtesy Party Time Slot Machine Game
a poem by robert bly
Posted in book stew, writing stew, tagged call and answer, poetry, robert bly on April 3, 2010| Leave a Comment »
an awesome, yet unpublished poem by Robert Bly: Call and Answer
my favorite stanza is the one that ends the poem,
Some masters say our life lasts only seven days.
Where are we in the week? Is it Thursday yet?
Hurry, cry now! Soon Sunday night will come.
stuff i read today and like.
Posted in new york stew, writing stew, tagged AWL, Gregory Lawless, indigest, Jennifer L. Knox on March 29, 2010| Leave a Comment »
napowripo… take deux!!!
Posted in writing stew, tagged chichi scribbles, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo 2010 on March 3, 2010| Leave a Comment »
two weeks of haiku, starting… now.
Posted in writing stew, tagged haiku, hump day blues on February 17, 2010| 5 Comments »
unlike the weekend
hump day blues happen so fast
stumble into sleep
look at me!
Posted in writing stew, tagged austin tx, haggard and halloo, poetry on February 13, 2010| Leave a Comment »
poetry at haggard and halloo.
whoa
Posted in new york stew, writing stew, tagged fish out of water, retrospect on January 18, 2010| Leave a Comment »
So I just stumbled upon a blog that I had for about a second almost exactly a year ago. It’s kind of boring, but it’s always weird to see your life in retrospect.
(Which I guess is kind of obvious now that I think about it, and why people write blogs.)
mirror mirror on the wall
Posted in writing stew on December 24, 2009| Leave a Comment »
snap shot
instead of photos on the living room wall
we hung only mirrors. It’s been easier
to tell a story about “that one time,”
everyone comes and goes
catching peripheral vision
no ugly duckling stories
everyone calls themselves
Homer, undisputed, leads
each other, rebuilding
upon each other, at each
meeting but self-gazing
we wait
to see the scrapbook page
unfold.
go ask alice
Posted in writing stew on December 20, 2009| Leave a Comment »
go ask alice
the mirror looks at me
dead on
doesn’t flinch
a ripple in time
i
looking through
to the other side
topsy turvy
just right
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