#546: Étude for Not Writing a Poem

I don’t know what to say. I have never before, in the eleven previous years of participation in National Poetry Writing Month, experienced such intense internal resistance to writing a poem–ON THE FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH! I can’t explain it. Usually I am fired up and I jump out of the starting gate withContinue reading “#546: Étude for Not Writing a Poem”

Two Days Until National Poetry Writing Month: Ekphrastic Fest?

On this 30th day of March, we find ourselves only two days away from National Poetry Writing Month, during which we creative types are encouraged to compose a poem a day every day for the entire month of April. I can safely (but humbly) brag about the fact that I have completed this task ofContinue reading “Two Days Until National Poetry Writing Month: Ekphrastic Fest?”

#529: The Impossible Pot (again for Terri Ford)

It seemed at first impractical, and then inflatable, then improbable, now impossible, this ain’t no blow-up pot, but a real one. Or is it? It does not look plastic or rubberand there’s no nipple to put air into or suck air out of. It may actually bea real clay pot, and yet, look carefully. TheContinue reading “#529: The Impossible Pot (again for Terri Ford)”

#528: The Improbable Pot (for Terri Ford)

In the picture, the man appears to be carrying a large clay pot on his shoulder, a pot painted to look like a gigantic boombox, like the ones in the80’s, so that while he carries it, helooks like he might also be rocking out,the speakers right up to his ears for thatoptimal stereo sound. ItContinue reading “#528: The Improbable Pot (for Terri Ford)”

#183: Brain Blimp

  Brain Blimp I have painted a painting of you, a portrait, so to speak. I have painted your brain, or rather I have made a painting of your brain. It’s on the wing, so to speak. I’ve portrayed it not as bird but as blimp, powered by rocket box adorned with an eyeball andContinue reading “#183: Brain Blimp”