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Tag Archives: poetry
3 things about Terrence Davies’ BENEDICTION
Benediction [2021] 1. His mother asks him, “Is he another of your pretty young men?” 2. A lifeless battlefield intrudes upon the hearth. 3. Distinctive purple scarf.
INARTICULATENESS: a poem about Luis Buñuel
INARTICULATENESS Buñuel sat day after day outside. Smoking cigarettes, one following another. Shot after shot of espresso. Quietly waiting for the ideas to come. Coming, as he did, from the cafe society of Barcelona, he had little use for Los … Continue reading
3 things about Terence Davies’ A QUIET PASSION
A Quiet Passion [2016] 1. “You are alone in your rebellion, Miss Dickinson.” 2. The sound of her breathing as she awaits his response. 3. Two shovels and a pick planted in a mound of dirt beside the gravesite.
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October 31 haiku.
And finally my Winter coat comes out of the Closet, crestfallen
October 30 haiku.
Our parents haven’t Driven the stake through the heart Of the obsolete
October 29 haiku.
Assaulted by a vile stench of pumpkin I flee The empty cafe
October 28 haiku.
2 kids 6 and 8 “Have you ever met my wife?” And once we were kids
Turtles.
TURTLES can only be seen at 4 o’clock in the morning in the city of Los Angeles, the hour (as Camus observed) when all the people are fast asleep. Nature whispers: yes, really, I’m still here. And the turtles come … Continue reading
October 27 haiku.
Impossible to Tell whether the woman is Awake or asleep
October 26 haiku.
Grooved wooden floor tongues Parallel lines run wall to Wall then disappear
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