On Stamps IA flying rat, or a lesser long-nosed bat, for seventy-five cents will accompany your letters and your packages to theirintended destination. And that’s that. IIA cat wears a yellow t-shirt on which is printed the likeness of a nondescript breedof dog head. Is that a lab, a hound of a sort,a collie? TheContinue reading “#501: On Stamps”
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#500: On the Writing of 500 Poems
On the Writing of 500 Poems On April 1, 2013, I wrote the first poem I would everpublish as a blog post. Today, eleven years and fourteen days later, I write my 500th poemon the occasionof having written 500poems in eleven years. This doesn’t seem like nothing, but I know somepoets who have written aContinue reading “#500: On the Writing of 500 Poems”
#499: Anaphora Sonnet in Tercets and a Couplet (Better to be)
Today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo was to write using anaphora, a rhetorical strategy in which the same word or a phrase begins each line or stanza. It’s a cool idea and there are a lot of great ones out there and tons of super famous ones. In a short poem like a sonnet, the risk isContinue reading “#499: Anaphora Sonnet in Tercets and a Couplet (Better to be)”
#498: I’m Going To Listen To Everything
One of these daysI’m going to listento everything in my collection, one recordafter another record, non-stop, until I getto the end, from A to Z, I won’t stop, until the last record album is played. I’ll allow myself to do other things, eat, walk dogs,and do household chores and the like, but there will beContinue reading “#498: I’m Going To Listen To Everything”
#497: Does a potato grow in coastal clime?
Some explanation is in order. Today’s prompt on the glorious NaPoWriMo website is to play with sound, particularly with rhyme. Additionally, the prompt comes with further instructions to find ten specific types of words to begin with, and then to create a bank of rhyming words for those initial ten. I want to create myContinue reading “#497: Does a potato grow in coastal clime?”
#496: The Proud Boys and the Oath Keepers and all…
Now that, in the tall tale tradition, I have elevated Beyoncé in poem #495 to goddess and creator status, I thought I would try to do something a bit more serious with the subject. It’s fascinating to me, but not surprising I suppose, that an image, the same image, seen in two different contexts, canContinue reading “#496: The Proud Boys and the Oath Keepers and all…”
#495: Beyoncé created the universe…
Beyoncé created the universe and it was good, I tell you, it was good.On the seventh day, She rested, of course,but sensing that something was still amiss,She invented The Beatles, yeah, yeah, yeah. It was the eighth day, and there was musicof every kind and there were no lanesand no bullshit about who could doContinue reading “#495: Beyoncé created the universe…”
#494: Drummer’s Request (What I Need in the Mix): A Monostich Collection
The Mix Can I get more consciousness in my monitor? The Cowbell I’d prefer less of it, actually. That One Guy I need less of that guy in the mix, that guy, the one in the back with the hat, the guy talking through all the quiet parts. The Suck Turn it down, please. TheContinue reading “#494: Drummer’s Request (What I Need in the Mix): A Monostich Collection”
#493: On Approaching Two Years of Retirement
It’s not all gravy. I mean, there’s a lot of gravy,but it’s lumpy in spots, maybe too salty here and there. I have yet to develop a routine, for example. I meander into each day, like a drifter in my own life. I have more time to think about pain, where its coming from,what aggravatesContinue reading “#493: On Approaching Two Years of Retirement”
#492: I learn I’ve earned a top fan badge for God…
I learn I’ve earned a top fan badge for God, the news reaches my notificationsand it makes me laugh on a couple fronts, the first of which is the genius here: to be the first person to have the gutsto make a Facebook profile page for Godwho’s antithetical to “churchiness,” antagonistic toward all dogma,calling outContinue reading “#492: I learn I’ve earned a top fan badge for God…”
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