windrag : poetry : journal

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Category: poem

geek hat

old hat serves me fine new hat does too spring rain, head stays dry thanks, hat man

visit

friendship inspires poetic feeling, but keeps the body occupied, away from the desk friendship is the poetry of two together the pen is the tongue of solitude

music

a lone narcissus. memory of a voice my chest (a breast that vibrates) home familiar sound. guitar. one of my mothers crying me to sleep

pay…

attention feeds itself. the current task demands attention. attention applies attention to the task at hand. attention readies itself. attention!

ornch juice

“–Choose love, for love is full of children, Full of choices…” –Delmore Schwartz i’m embarrassed to blather on about my work –how every day is a party, and the healing power of having 200 smiling siblings –but i’ve gone and done it anyway