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Tag Archives: poetry
October 6 haiku.
Over the river Clouds hover uncertainly Tricky decision
October 5 haiku.
My wife said, costume party First prize a Menard’s gift card Why on earth would I
October 3 haiku.
Upstairs the boys play Riding their Big Wheels while I Ponder last night’s gin
October 3 haiku.
Folded umbrella Pooling water on the floor This overstuffed train
October 2 haiku.
Roddy McDowall says This house tried to kill me once Almost succeeded
October 1 haiku.
Oil spots, leaves, pavement A car pulls out from the curb Dog-walker startled
I sat down in a space of time.
Tchavdar Georgiev recites “Pause of the Clock,” the poem by Federico García Lorca which inspired my movie:
Already
ALREADY Bugs Bunny wakes up to drink a cup of water; Not only is he himself underwater, but when he actually draws water from the cooler, he ends up drinking the water that already surrounds him.
FOUND POEM (OUR BIG PROBLEM)
FOUND POEM (OUR BIG PROBLEM) Sex answers questions more readily, he says, but less deeply.
Pause of the Clock
PAUSE OF THE CLOCK Federico García Lorca I sat down in a space of time. It was a backwater of silence, a white silence, a formidable ring wherein the stars collided with the twelve floating black numerals. (translation by Stanley … Continue reading
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