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Burning Words: April

Hello there. Late on a Sunday night, and we won the election yesterday (I was and still am a Bernie-bird, but I really have a soft spot for Kamala, and am quicksand for humanity, so yeah: still celebrating), and I... Continue Reading →

….What Will Be Told

Leftovers. After the previous poem used up so many beautiful single letters, I had in my possession quite a few scattered phrases and words. Metaphor for a person's state of mind after creating? Perhaps. So this week's prompt is to:... Continue Reading →

in retrospect — some questions

Coronavirus sent me home from my day-job at the hospital on the third of April. I did not get *really* sick until a while later, around the 8th. I am now in some sort of extended and relentless recovery pattern.... Continue Reading →

Sculpture from the Driver’s Seat

I love the mess left behind after this work. I rarely throw the scraps away. When doing this work (which is very controlled: remember, my overarching rule is to use only these two magazines) the value of sentences, fonts, colors,... Continue Reading →

The Happiness of Objects

Have you ever seen a thing you just loved without question or reason? That's how I've felt about this small square patch of green and off white stripes ever since I saw it peeking out from page 367 of the... Continue Reading →

The Sculpture of Louise

The folding trick is a GREAT NAME and a simple prompt. What a beautiful mess. Finding this beauty, I thought to myself, "Can it really be this simple? Can I get away with this?"

The Elegant Conversations

Like old friends who don't miss a beat when they haven't seen each other in over a year, let's just jump back into this blog like we've always been sitting at this table, drinking a steady stream of coffee that... Continue Reading →

What is Done?

Full Prompt Post today. Read on. Step One: Find a little quote on a page. Honestly, I don't even read the quotes I choose. I just choose for size.  Step Two: Cut it out. Step Three: Cut the quote into... Continue Reading →

The Indirect Passage

The return of the Controversy. I've said it before, but I'll say it again: I love boat names.  Controversy,  Compromise, Amphibi-Con, Riverkeeper. These names beg to be poemized. Admission: Sometimes I sit down to do a new piece and feel... Continue Reading →

MADEIN

First thing I like about this page: its title. It sounds like Maiden, but is actually referencing the readymades of Marcel Duchamp -- one of my favorite artists (there are a lot of favorite artists, but he really is up... Continue Reading →

Space ration

Get playful with your work. Do not be confined by language today. Use your eyes, use your sense of balance, use your frame of vision. Consider the word space. Consider the word ration.

MAKING SENSE OF HISTORY

In honor of finishing the 28 (-ish) part poem, "Another Affair with Water," I've finished with a two-page spread. Usually, when we write in our notebooks, we don't track our progress according to the weight of our work—ink on a... Continue Reading →

colors arriving on the banks

brought together, we may finally see that water is both the medium and the message.

The Fourth Book of Good Boats

Aphrodite, Baby Bootlegger, Alexandria, and Mary. Four boats. Four good boats. It's more than a little funny how I've come to feel about the little black and white man featured in this gallery. I guess he must be the fish... Continue Reading →

the world’s oldest hobby.

  It is true, sometimes I start a poem for this book and discard it. The only thing that inspired me about the original draft of #25 was the color I'd mixed on a paint palette. So, I cut everything... Continue Reading →

Before the Flood

So, here we are at the final five poems in the "Another Affair with Water" series. I'll be honest. I was not sure I'd make it through 28 connected collage poems. But I did and my little red book has... Continue Reading →

Paint Your Own Pictures

Word Your Own Poem Prompt: Take it down to the letter-level. *Boggle Appeal: The ability of a word or words to be rearranged into new words.

Two New Titles

Experimental Poetry allows your writerly ego, go-to-themes & stories, and brain to take the day off. Otherwise, why would anyone write a poem called MYSTERY TO THE MAN?

story of sex 4 / spectral mistresses

We have reached the end of sex stories. For now, at least. I really enjoyed doing this collage, especially after what felt like a lot of disorder in the previous ones (in this sex series). In contrast, this one is... Continue Reading →

Story of sex 3: you should

I am feeling less than talkative this morning, so today: a couple of photos and a major prompt. ENIGMA PROMPT FOR THE YOUNG AND OLD: Having next to nothing to do with this particular piece (...sorry) this prompt is inspired... Continue Reading →

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