Thursday, January 27, 2011

Poetic Inquiry

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
(from "The Waking", T. Roethke)




S A
a room with more exits than entrances
a river painted plaid
the sheets rustle

L W
I see through feline eyes
a marble oscillating
a yellow yolk
peeking through the curtains
E A
a bumblebee finds pollen in a flower
the whir of the bean grinder
the alarm buzzing in my ear

E K
my cat coat keeps me warm
a cocoon against daylight
but still I'm losing the path back
where dreams dwell
P E

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Table Tennis Thinking

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