windrag : poetry : journal

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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

traveling

the radio mind is loud tonight, and soulful
guiding my steps through twilit streets
drunk on datura and roses, i nearly trip over
a raccoon, who doesn’t appear to mind