I’m not really proud of my efforts here, only because it seems rather slight for a culminating poem. I don’t speak Spanish, but my son and his school buddy Gracie are 4th graders in a bi-lingual immersion program, and they’re hanging out together on this last day of the month of April, so I enlistedContinue reading “#221: Some Silly Translations for the 30th Day of the Month of April”
Monthly Archives: April 2016
#220: A Poem for Janine on the 29th Day of the Month of April
Do you remember, Janine, when we were not yet out of grade school, how we used to play at movie-making? We had no cameras or camcorders or iphones, only our minds to record the scenes conjured from unbound imagination, uninhibited and improvised, film stars in a film no one was watching nor would ever. SometimesContinue reading “#220: A Poem for Janine on the 29th Day of the Month of April”
#219: A Backwards Story Framed as a Lesson on Fiction Writing for the 28th of the Month of April
The resolution might be that there is no resolution. Let’s say for example that she can never be reconciled with her sister. In the crisis moment we reach a turning point, a confrontation, perhaps, or a situation from which there is no turning around or escape and must ultimately change things forever. Let’s say thatContinue reading “#219: A Backwards Story Framed as a Lesson on Fiction Writing for the 28th of the Month of April”
#218: Long Lines for the 27th of the Month of April
Because the spring beats its rhythm in the head of the school kids anxious for the arrival of Summer break, because teachers are either counting the days or trying to hold them back, having way too much shit to do and not nearly enough time to do it, because there’s the promise of music blaringContinue reading “#218: Long Lines for the 27th of the Month of April”
#217: Poem on the 26th of the Month of April
My head is empty of poems; instead it’s full of Shakespeare, trying to hold on to my lines even though the run is over. I found myself running some of them today for no other reason than to see if I could do it. My mind is full of The Flaming Lips because I’ve been listening toContinue reading “#217: Poem on the 26th of the Month of April”
#216: This is just to say
This is just to say I came home from work today and had nowhere else to go. No rehearsal, no show. I moved straight into relaxation, writing a poem my only obligation and even that, I put off until now; just goes to show you how: having time now for almost anything I’d like to do,Continue reading “#216: This is just to say”
#215: The Actor “Decides” the Last Scene is Four Lines Too Long and Does Some Spontaneous Editing On Stage
Moving through the last show of the run, it was hard to contain my happiness. Through the first four acts I felt downright giddy. It was difficult to suppress the smiles and there was a kind of laughter inside, too flattering sweet to be substantial. I was happy the run was near an end butContinue reading “#215: The Actor “Decides” the Last Scene is Four Lines Too Long and Does Some Spontaneous Editing On Stage”
#214: Lord Capulet Interrogates Michael Jarmer in a Closing Night Sonnet
First things first: Happy birthday, Bill! It’s been a super rough year. The loss of Bowie, Rickman et. al., and just days ago now, the devastating loss of Prince, makes one super conscious of the fragility of life, especially when our heroes fall, heroes who seemed to us untouchable and timeless, almost god-like. But now, involvedContinue reading “#214: Lord Capulet Interrogates Michael Jarmer in a Closing Night Sonnet”
#213: Ode to Tech (a prose poem)
Ode to Tech They spin a revolving stage that weighs hundreds of pounds a dozen times every night, some with their bare hands. They sit in the dark wearing headphones whispering cues and following script. They perch in the heat near the ceiling behind hot spotlights that focus the audience’s attention in every single moment, or they seclude themselves inside a boothContinue reading “#213: Ode to Tech (a prose poem)”
#212: Rosaline Goes to an Old Accustomed Feast
Today’s napowrimo suggestion is to write a poem in the point of view of a minor character in a folktale or myth. I choose neither. Because Shakespeare: Rosaline Goes to an Old Accustomed Feast I was on the guest list and I decided to go even though I knew he would be there. I wanted noContinue reading “#212: Rosaline Goes to an Old Accustomed Feast”
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