Providence, lost
Sunday, Providencegrey like last weekwith my bargain matinee cough syrup nodcandy coated hold onto my thick headnext wave goes to […]
Sunday, Providencegrey like last weekwith my bargain matinee cough syrup nodcandy coated hold onto my thick headnext wave goes to […]
Bend paper to findShortest distance between pointsOr apply a stamp {for Amber}
Postal wormholes to elsewhere #haiku Read Post »
A Cartographer, I Considered Spectacled, heavy on a rosy face, hidden among stacks, drawing inventions of maps – delineating frontiers
A Catographer, I Considered (prose poem) Read Post »
Rubbing faded kanji From mossy tilted Edo graves Shinkansen shooshes past
Haiku: Graves & Trains Read Post »
Picked you some flowers while I was out Placed in a vase, slightly chipped Perhaps you and the blooms will
I picked you flowers (painting & poem) Read Post »
Waiting for a trainAlone amongst a billionJust to pass by, not to ride No where to goBut to my healing
Waiting, not Riding Read Post »
Often, a poem comes out fully-formed, fiddling and remixing only dulls the knife, sometimes however, variations are eager to come
Haiku – *unconfidential* kokoro postcard (variations) Read Post »
Consider the words Write them once, only – In a single inky sweep On tactile paper Then add a flower
Annotations: Regarding Japanese-inspired Poetry Read Post »
“How Shall We Fill This Vessel?” (excerpt of poem – written by me – read at Kemp and Sheila’s wedding
Poem: How Shall We Fill This Vessel? (excerpt for Sheila + Kemp, 10 year) Read Post »
Post office closed (again) You’ll need another day to know you are loved by a lost poet without a watch
Poem: post office closed (again) Read Post »
Download poetry chapbook (pdf): Hotsprings + Stubbed Toe, by Dave Olson, 2004
Folio: Hotsprings and Stubbed Toe / occasional haiku, 2004 Read Post »
After arriving in Japan for the first time, i began exploring Japanese poetic forms – realizing that the didactic 5-7-5
Folio: January in the Hot Springs / haiku and paint, 1993-5 Read Post »
Lansing Michigan, 1973 eating macaroni & cheese in a damp basement while adults whispered windows shivered radio crackled and i
Poem: Earliest Recollections (Lansing, MI, 1973 with tornado) Read Post »