Diary Poems

The diving board

03.04.2011 Rants

Today is a list about today. It is an undone todo list of things extending from the things I am done wanting and did not do —  things in a spiral away, Hegelian things, which didn’t do before and now can not be. For reasons which I will not explain. So now things like sitting thru [...]

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valley pantoun

02.14.2011 Forms

it will take a very long time to do so it takes so long / so very / time too taken / up and around the neighborhood it goes around in a taxicab so / it goes along / very / it’s time to time me / make a refreshment it goes around in a [...]

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2 day

11.12.2010 100 Days
2 of 12 in 100 Days

2 of 12 in 100 Days[Two is a longing & a hundred effortescence/ think how] make shift / What adornments musty trimmings since Christmas is only plus plus days aways Julia is pregnant/ texts cervix updates it looks like today is not the day  / I’ll make a poetry hat and head out vastly seizing me aboundaries / this [...]

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1 day

11.10.2010 100 Days
1 of 12 in 100 Days

1 of 12 in 100 DaysDay one Aye! is A Daily dew is little “a’s” wet- ly tip/ping o’er mown lawns moist yawns shabby skies A rise last night was a today w/out the A / capitaled off /day a Resounder day speaks & eye listen

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No / I have not / been

08.24.2010 100 Days

No / I have not / been /a helicopter bouncing down the desert on a string – to liven / enliven / foreshorten / work apart a braid of yellow hair –  ’eerie rice’- that’s what I always say –   potshots from the plank, infrequent rain, Gram wearing his wooly poncho in the background.  We drive [...]

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it’s the end of the car and the beginning of a car

06.16.2010 Milestones

car that was driven I drove thru in black across Wyoming, why went with Jimmy to Wyoming in red, Mars-ish Wyoming and into the snow we drove did cat tricks pulled over and the end, nigh, leaked the end was a prototype for the real end, it dangled. i accuse i end my car of [...]

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The war room

10.22.2009 Milestones

Born like a dog decides the rode born like chicken salad born like “pascagoula” sleeping down town pascagoula. Am falling over me to be young ion am falling over not being weak transit. ion. – middle of the ville. – think there something small and french about me herein little town I attend me walks about this [...]

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Picture

04.01.2009 Notes on the Fold

of hands ittle lenders them ands shelvers ush runners up-doing ingers fleece as hen flakes allen older hold it lit

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Spanish

03.16.2009 Rants

Today I remembered I am 28 and you were 28 when we met. What a terrible age to be. Terribly lonely to be in class reading footnotes. But then I was not 28, so I saved you. I wore a white dress on the breezeway. I was fixed and smoking on the breezeway. I was [...]

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The sponge

03.02.2009 Notes on the Fold

sponge sown home grown quagmirea souflee it suckslight it is and plush, a little rubberbetwix befalling planeslike astroturf yeah like astroturf

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