A scene in The Birds
reminded me of the time
you told me about the time
the old man kept calling you Miss
which reminded you of the time
you played an old woman in a play
in which a young man calls you Miss
We were standing in your kitchen
writing about technology, and vice-versa.
A scene in The Birds
reminded me of the time
you told me about the time
the old man kept calling you Miss
which reminded you of the time
you played an old woman in a play
in which a young man calls you Miss
We were standing in your kitchen
he imagined that no man had ever been so tired
and no man had ever been so alone.
It’s a very British device
and Ford Madox Ford
pulls it off very neatly
here when we jump ahead
and suddenly the crisis
Is resolved.
But never how we wanted it to be.
Obviously post
ed before the game was ov
er and my things changed.
I’m watching the game.
Auburn stomps Florida in-
to a muddy hole.
I don’t deserve
to be the framing device
the X marking your spot
on the stage for your
monologue
and since “to reply
is to supply”
you can write your own poem from here.
Another line sestina:
Psychologists most likely accumulate the details
our store have many kinds of fashion goods for you to choose!
This is a message to the webmaster
I couldn’t refrain from commenting
You’ve performed a formidable task
our entire neighborhood will probably be thankful to you
our entire neighborhood will probably be thankful to you
Psychologists most likely accumulate the details
You’ve performed a formidable task
our store have many kinds of fashion goods for you to choose!
I couldn’t refrain from commenting
This is a message to the webmaster
GIDdy people preaching
a gospel of leisure earned
by keeping caught up
tending to the big rocks first
as if the sand doesn’t wear me down
knock me over
drown me.
*why yes, I did use that line in yesterday’s post. Thanks for noticing!
The cardboard binder and box from LegalZoom
rode in the back seat of her Camry for two years.
The deluxe set, with a company seal,
50 certificates of membership,
and an SS-4 form which we e-filed but never signed.
We were going to be different.
Earnings from an unwanted farmhouse
from an unloved aunt plagued us.
Not the casual sloth of adding a room
or buying a new car for us.
We were going to be different.
I’ll go ahead and admit that I’m cheating. I wanted to write a post every day this year. Today is January 2. I’ve dated this post Jan. 1. Maybe the new goal is: post 365 times…
I’ve decided to write my ars poetica as a page and put it on the menu. My blog posts are typically not revised or polished, but I may revise, or at least extend, my effort to add to the ars poetica genre during this year.
I’m on a skyscraper floor
(town I live in only has one 20-story building)
attending to one of my consistent dream themes
I have to pee
looking around the corner of the huge men’s room
the row of stalls is dark I find the light
A man is hanging by the neck in one of them
the logistics of setting up a noose
from an acoustical tile ceiling
are outside the scope of this dream
I am trying to scream
(ever notice in dreams you can never
quite do anything?)