Category: poetry
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Though we know that the answer of eighty will not be the answer of eighteen”
—-Kenneth Koch
If only we knew
We act
Through ignorance
With a confidence
We have no reason
To believe.
We improviseOr patterns,
And follow the rainbow’s
Teleological arc
As if we know
More than nothing,
Until we arriveWhere we were going;
Where each step
We took; each fall
To ground was a kiss
Of intimate consequence.
(October 31, 2026)
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To be in the moment
Aware and conscious
Of the vibrant air
Is to be in the past
To think is to lag
Behind the words
Arising like starlings
Turn in murmuration
The present is evasive
Becoming lost within
The cards’ shuffled
Reiterations
Until everything said
Can only be said again
(October 22, 2026)
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you walk home it’s late the snow falls as thick as your dreams when suddenly you think you’re lost and the wood nearby is strangely far from home the bright lights flash patterns on the snow like christmas lights in the village square the sheriff interrupts you to say no that yes it is a
the rime grows thick (83) -
no dragons burn and pillage even when lost in metaphorical forests. the children’s screams in the candy houses next door are real enough not to be just symbols in a jungian melodrama analyzed casually over a cup of tea. there are no stories to hide within. the steel-eyed king and queen handing down impartial justice
Gretel Lost in the World -
“my nature/is a quagmire of unresolved /confessions” –Robert Creeley, The Door I resist autobiographical Interpretations others imply When they ask about my work. I do not write to you, nor Even for you. I am no Placebo to numb your pain; No multi-car pile up To drive by relieved That it is some other;
A Mirror Sees Only Itself -
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What’s the weirdest movie you’ve ever watched?
Erasure Head, David Lynch director
