Monthly Archives: October 2012
Oh, Oppressive (for Augusto Boal)
You hit me / like Boal / hit women. My love. Imagine my surprise.
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Tagged Arts, Augusto Boal, Love, Lovers, Oppression, poem, poetry, Shock, Spoken Word, Theatre, Writer, Writing
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Some Growth
Midnight. The minute hand clicks to the right, underscores the hour. Outside second story tenement, a car passes through puddles, beams of light passing over bedroom walls, ceiling. The tick tock of the clock. The scratching of the mice. 3 am. … Continue reading
Yeah, Well…
…my best writing is usually sarcastic. This also comes easier. Like, this… Or, this. Mostly the summary in that one. Which is probably best.
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Speed boat flying over the water / album cover by Micha Vanony
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Contemplation
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The Master Stroke Against the Memoir
Who do I admire? Who inspires, teaches me – who blows my perceptions apart and offers me new ones? Not confessional writers. I don’t find memoirs, or poetry that’s purely about the poet, all that interesting. A Winged Dream was … Continue reading
Posted in blog, blogging, Creativity, Dear Readers, On Writing, Writing
Tagged Arts, blog, blogging, Confessional poetry, creative writing, Creativity, Hilda Doolittle, James Tate, Memoir, poem, poetry, Richard Dadd, Shakespeare, Tom Stoppard, Wallace Stevens, Writer, Writers Resources, Writing
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A History of the Electrochemical Society, 1902-1976
Was not my name Ishmael? No. Martin Burns. One of them – not the farmer turned wrestler, nor the cataloguer of the hard stuff. I mean, that guy? That one? He could study the reactions of inorganic salts in solution … Continue reading
Sandbox Cassandra
My lover hiccuped as we wrestled across the room, repeatedly, until I was forced to ask them “Was it the bacon, or the salami, that set you off so? They told me neither, that it was something one of the … Continue reading
Taxonomy of Nobodies
The old transistor radio in the corner buzzed, hummed, crackled with static. The orders came in, children reciting numbers. “Defriend them all – no quarter” The easiest were the fake ones, barely protesting unlikes and blocks. Some old friends from … Continue reading
Now and Again
The helicopter had circled the soccer field repeatedly. It was military, we were pretty sure – That puke green color that stands out so well against blue suburban skies. An airman poked his head out of the side door (I … Continue reading
