First time, warm feet – January in Hotsprings
First time warm feet – January in Hotsprings firsttime warm feet cornsoup rice questions sunday/saturday i think this bowl is […]
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First time warm feet – January in Hotsprings firsttime warm feet cornsoup rice questions sunday/saturday i think this bowl is […]
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Andrew McLuhan, noted poet, scholar, punk rock guitar player, projectionist, hockey dad, and keeper of the scriptorium, {and The McLuhan
“Items Forgotten” on Spoken Word radio with Andrew McLuhan from Prince Edward County Read Post »
Snowy Mountain – January in Hotsprings 1月 over there snowy mountain cools burning toes
Snowy Mountain – January in Hotsprings Read Post »
[poem about where i was, where i am, now – and not letting go, for various reasons & dentistry] +
“smiling on the inside (holding on)” #poem Read Post »
He’s back to schoolWhich means:I dump his leftover milkOn my porridge (I should’ve made this into a poem, or did
I have very rudimentary arithmetic / math skills but I do know: Ichiro is 41-ish months old so about 1,230
O-furo with #io + #poem Read Post »
I’m always filling up notebooks: sometimes there’s a “system” where I have one that’s like a diary, another a scrapbook
Poem / notes: ‘recalling a scene’ #handwritten #draft Read Post »
Really all im trying to do is {simply} combine post & poetry into mystery & kindness. That’s enough. Here are
Mixing Post & Poetry into Mystery Read Post »
When a poem comes, you grab the paper and pen that’s closest & scribble the muses’s desire – and then
Poem / notes: ‘Suppose the Malaise…’ (handwritten, draft) Read Post »
Suppose its pettyAnd surely inelegantbut I’ll spill it anyhowAs i recollect“I still think of all the stuff I suddenly gave
Poem: ‘Served my Heart’ #draft Read Post »
Fresh out of defiant slogansToo exhausted to scowlDone with rhetoric and angstGiven up on raised firstsJust my eyebrows for nowI
Fresh out of defiance #draft Read Post »
“Your brother picked me up at Nagoya Station 28 years ago tonight, & hustled me out to his place in
28 years ago in Okazaki… JE to DO Read Post »
Vaguely rememberWhen I disappearedDrifted awayWasn’t heard from in yearsLost and found Now here I am send me a postcardOr a
Lyric: Carousel of Lost Ambitions #draft Read Post »
{for KB & CC} Steeplechase’dI built a sensory deprivation chamberOut of cardboard scissors and glueMeant to be along in a
Lyric: Steeplechas’d #draft Read Post »
Well lets all pretendThat we did our bestAnd try for a graceful exitAnd give up on all the rest All
Lyric: slow burned & singed #draft Read Post »
Another *notable* one gone (you can tell when the reason/cause/method isn’t listed but conjecture abounds and the same cliches surface).
{a snippet of poem and musings about brain and soul pain} #bruised Read Post »