The shape of our sculptures The flaws in their forms The brittleness of their glaze The density of their mass The allure of kilns Click on image to enlarge. “Formation”
There’s a burning inside her and you can see it when she’s holding in her voice. You’re lucky she holds it in, for when it hits air, it cuts you. These cuts cause you to fall inside her furnace, scald you, sting your heart… Continue Reading “When Josephine The Singer Leaves”
April’s stillness, ruffled by a hum of The distant drone of a circular saw The pressing winds of moving cars The drift of a child’s laughter Sound is a field of words Image entitled “Motion”.
The ground is the hardest clay Groups of limbs follow its path Huddle in the sun Knees hidden, ankles astray Plot on how to tiptoe along cushions of leaves.
Thoughts Salmon Street Springs June 2019
Click on image to enlarge. Lisbon Portugal, May 2019 (An Elan longread available here.)
Late, Christmas night, wandering past your home. I see your face in the window, warm, buried in your phone, your lamps glow There’s a fuzziness about your image The trees, their winter arms angling for musty sky, starless. The atmosphere’s full of their… Continue Reading “Christmas Presence”
1. 1. Repeat offender vendors Who set up to break down 2. The song remains the same Only the avenue changes. 3. Livingroom rehearsed musicians Exposing themselves to the elements Of being ignored 4. Shaky Kombucha addicts Wait in line for… Continue Reading “Street Fair”