Winterblue begets blue,metallic warms to black,pregnant & revelatoryColor.
Music in the Imaginary Garden: Gillian Welch & David Rawlings, Time (The Revelator)
Winterblue begets blue,metallic warms to black,pregnant & revelatoryColor.
C’mon over to the Thirsty Mind in South Hadley, MA on Wednesday and warm up with coffee or tea and some spoken-word poetry! Gonna be a fun evening, for sure. Hope to see you.
Explainingmy love for youis like describinghow a vowel glidesto a diphthongthere’s no explanationit just doesDiagrammingour love as a treewould be tryingat the startby extraneous phrasesantiquated pedagogyunredeemedTrailinglike ellipsisclauses lain doggofor a prepositionat last deemedperfectly punctuatedby you
Read a book aloud, observingthe space between words
A long hair in the shower lookslike the Madonna and child
Peek in on your sleeping daughterblanketed in snowlight
Oncoming traffic headlight starsare maybe moons
Globe of frustrationbehind your eyes
Lost baby tooth,canine
Still lightat 5:30
Don’t put a cactus shirt on a mannequin.He likely will resent you forever,certain to develop a prickly sense of humorthat would spoil any friendly endeavoryou employ.Too busy being angry to enjoylove sooner,he’ll resist your touch, stillwondering whether you’ll try again, and againdoubting your intentions, sharply, until--
- John Steinbeck