Monthly Archives: March 2020

thee istsfor n.p.m. “shelter in poem”…

From the Academy of American Poets: “The result of a decision made at the UNESCO session in Paris in 1999, March 21 is designated World Poetry Day, a day for cultural organizations, schools, libraries, and publishers worldwide to celebrate the … Continue reading

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utter flutter…

flarfish 1: banter squantum Bobby C. was snipping hair when There’s a lot of banter, but if they’re not talking about you that’s good Uber, Smurfs didn’t make annoying banter throughout the ride and his penchant for fingering orifices for … Continue reading

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nothing is sharp here…

The Mini Macros at the End of the World I want to live in a bathysphere. The darkness envelopes my diving bell. I’m comfortable in my bathysphere. I’d like to live in my bathysphere. I won’t leave my bathysphere. Underwater … Continue reading

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ya’ gotta’ have somethin’…

Nothing Means Something The victims were not drawn from the elites. The earliest surviving epistle asks: What of compassion? During the time of plague: What of abnegation? The outsider is to blame for the epidemic… expulsion, exodus… divine agency… The … Continue reading

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kakistocracy redux…

Exiles In the Land of Kakistocracy I.  A Conversation in the Time of Galamatias: Our salad days are filled with bitter herbs and intractable roots — Not so much a salad, but a melange Of weeds and thistles — Indelicate … Continue reading

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worried / not worried…

Pandemic Haiku 2 The Fear Contagion: Taking Control, Stockpiling, She feels better now. “Practice an art for love and the happiness of your life—you will find it outlasts almost everything but breath.” — Katherine Anne Porter

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stop gap for pestilence…

stop.       gap. and then there was a stop gap measure… for the oncoming plague… “It’s none of their business that you have to learn to write.  Let them think you were born that way.” — Ernest Hemingway … Continue reading

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the minutes pass…

 Why do you make art? — It’s a way of living. It’s a way of passing through life. i. los minutos pasan quedan dos and then there was a multifoliate a multiplicity, a multivariate, a multiplication that started with two … Continue reading

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on the mainsail a few feet away…

Captain There Are Doubts The dour captain’s ship caught in an eddy at the strait.  His caravel gyres in the tepid water the flukes held by a god. His mariners maroon him to certain depths as they cast off in uncertain … Continue reading

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cellphone stalkers…

5 Gripe Rant Loud cellphone talkers beget cellphones stalkers.  I’m the woman you fear, dear. I don’t care if you received a merit badge for sailing, I don’t care because I’m just a few steps ahead of you and you … Continue reading

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