Tag: art
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SIGNS of LIFE (a year in review)
APRIL 2, 2024 today bone white springs where a face use to be “remains” we call them dying proof MAY 7th, 2024 today a new moon arrives and so we finger paint with our feet JUNE 18, 2024 today clouds like typed lines in a blue sky they write themselves JULY 12, 2024 today a…
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the kitchen sink
burnt cookie sheets and cutting boards with cuts older than both children cream cheese smears of everything bagels gone by unidentifiable black and yellow bits of spongey, slimy What-Have-Yous last night’s ________________ soaking in the dinner pan 5 cups of assorted measurement for sugars and nuts and…
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the Scarf
begins a vacant sweater empty, inherited wool itchy and unbecoming easily caught up, I tangle and hang by each thread pilled and snagging on every pattern every thorn I have. the threads expose my inaptitude bring light and shadow to my weakest equilibriums. I find (in time) a pencil eraser worth of footing…
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february signs of life
2.3 today a roadtrip to DIA for two-hour beers with my best good gal 2.4 today the roses tiny & sprayed 2.15 today it is the Gerber Daisy I wish to emulate 2.17 today, together we build flowers 2.21 today a small chocolate 70th birthday cake (smiles & tears) for our Tony, our grandpa, Our…
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the Iris
The truth of the poem startled me when I discover it layered up there with the brilliant prose and the heart-aching imagery It feels like an intruder: seated (settled really) in a darkened room of my own making it’s true though there is inherent sadness woven deeply into kindness, isn’t there? It’s the reason I…
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january 2025
1.1 today a blank page 1.2 today a wristwatch gold & clinking like my father wore 1.3 today the second walk of the year burrrr 1.4 today fog so dense it illuminates 1.5 today frosted roads and ethereal treetops…
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november signs of life
11.5 today america votes 11.6 today a gold heart on the inside and on the outside of a dumpster 11.7 today a young man rebounds with a viola 11.8 today more snow than serenity on steele street about this work signs of life is a daily practice in which I write a one line poem…
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the color of light
1. there are rainbows in the kitchen sink. I can’t explain them, except to say they appear there from time-to-time just above the slippery wet silver, arched + perfect. today I am self-regarding enough to wonder if the precocious prisms realize I’m here too: do they see or sense me as I see and sense them? their pulsing…
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ars poetica
is not coming in the door from an early morning walk with a paused podcast in your ear about anonymous people’s experiences with paranormal activity and leaving a voice memo for your sister-cousin because she’s clairvoyant and needs to listen to this last story about the woman who brought spirits home with her from Vietnam…
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september signs of life
9.1 today tiny wild blueberries (and butter!) everywhere 9.2 today the first and the second pumpkin two sugars 9.3 today summer begins to fade about this writing september marks the beginning of the sixth month of my signs of life project! each day I write a one…
santos scribes 