Tag Archives: Dream Notation

the hottest ever

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week WHAT IS THE EASTERN TRAIL? Part of the East Coast Greenway, a 3000-mile pedestrian/bike trail connecting Calais, ME to Key West, FL, the Eastern Trail boasts 22 miles of off-road trail–with 65 miles planned … Continue reading

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mountain pass blues

i got… i got a high clearance head in a low clearance tunnel i got me more mosquitoes to swat than i care for— who’s ever cared for the lowly mosquito i got some fearsome weather on the way, and … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 65

What I’m Reading: Weightless as anastronautyou float aroundin empty roomsand waitfor the freedomto dowhat youno longerwant to. — Tove Ditlevsen / “Divorce 3”

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second day sore

i saw… (haiku) hissing geese chargingprotecting downy goslingsi waved and hissed back six plastered squirrels—on roads they could not cross (sigh!)—i did not join them many hills to climb—huffed and puffed and reached the topsi loved the downhills lawrence, methuen,salem, … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 64

What I’m Reading: Each fall the raven leaves me his north country, bad weather and promises, his feathers full of summer air, so green it looks black. — James Galvin / “Inheritance”

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peripatetic deep down

some miles on don’t know what i’m doingbut i do it just the same if i don’ti’ll never do it i’m fried and looking to restbut i’m peripatetic deep down i’ll put some miles oni’d like to bike 5,000 miles … Continue reading

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the great dying

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Before I arrived to this city, I could feel the depression in my fingertips. It made my fingers tingle. Sadness is the most alive emotion. It gets into your nerves. Its pulses feel like … Continue reading

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shards and screeds

Stalagmite Letters (redux) We ran riot through the archives— Harpies, sharpies and scissorsObliterating collections into piles Of pages triangular—Shards and screeds. (Pursuit of knowledge agnostic) Accretions of stalagmite lettersMonticule in dead air We are the whips cometh—goo goo goojoob! What … Continue reading

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the other shore

Languor (redux) His word, his breath,Are merely synecdoche —Ephemeral. Nothing is true in the trueSense of the word. He drifts on the Lethe,Intoxicated by water that transforms —A trip into languor —And never sets foot on the other shore. What I’m … Continue reading

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sound and text

broken sprocket (ukiah) the quatrain alchemist squalls—sound and texts complete—cracks the whip alcoholic What I’m Reading: … I have been living in a sort of twilight for months, waiting for night to fall. — Franz Kafka / “The Rescue Will … Continue reading

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