I like it. I really do. I value the time I spendalone to write, or read,the light hiking, a bike ride,and the solitary campingweekend. I think I need these moments, thesesustained chunks of timefor creativity, reflection, for communing with the self,a short, healthful respitefrom the noise, the societyof family, friends, or work. But recentlyin theContinue reading “#537: On Solitude”
Monthly Archives: May 2024
#536: Bothered to Be Bothered
It bothered youthat you were so bothered, obsessively so, for weeks,until finally, you saidto yourself (becauseno one else was listening), how am I served by this anger? I mean, it’s happened before:you perceive thatsomeone has beenshitty to you and you don’t understandhow anyone could be that shitty. Youdo not deserve it,you say, you havebeen maligned,Continue reading “#536: Bothered to Be Bothered”
#535: Melt the Guns (Elton’s Version)
A deep cut from the Caribou album, I bet few of us remember that Elton John and Bernie Taupin, in 1974, wrote a song about a massshooting. As a kid, ten years old, the song terrified me. Even thoughI may not have been able to singit to you, I remembered the lyricsto “Ticking” up toContinue reading “#535: Melt the Guns (Elton’s Version)”
#534: Somewhere, An Explosion
Last night in the house there was some crazy popping, crashing, smashingsound that startled all of us, me in the study, my wife in the dining room,my son upstairs in his spacelikely with his door closed. We all came running outto see what it was. We looked everywhere for the fallen pot or frame, theContinue reading “#534: Somewhere, An Explosion”
#533: Thank You
April is done.Somehow,I wrote 60 poems.To all of youStopping by to readTaking the timeTo like a poemOr commentOr follow,I thank you.Your interestAnd supportHas nourishedThis writer’s heartAnd strengthenedMy resolve toKeep making thingsWith words.To say we do thisWriting thingFor its own sakeIs only partly true,For meIt wouldn’t beNearly as much fun Without you.
michael jarmer 