Now is not the time to write. It is a time for crying, I will write about crying—how I cry. All for crying, this is written responsively for crying—holding the tears in place for one more time, to break loose and then, fall.
When sorrow is too strong and something in me [...]
Archive for November, 2007
My, said to be, Weak Tears
Posted in Note on November 11, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
To: You Dot My Love
Posted in Note on November 11, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I was a lover, in love, and for that love—I lost. A falling love, unopened, packaged, sealed, returned to an address misspelled. The fingers rub—they tell someone, they long to hear, they long to feel—what a body reaches. It use to be with little flowering dimples and rosy cheeks, smiling. Excuse me [...]
I’m One so-
Posted in Poet on November 3, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I’m One so-
I’ve caught myself looking out windows lately. Sometimes from my house, but it doesn’t matter. Either way, whether I see that little bush in my lawn or another bush from some place else—it’s all the same, perhaps that’s why I’m driving so much. To really be moving, yes—all around, to [...]
