c a l c u l u s we scrape we calculate we reason, wrestle with memory. we copy we emulate, translate recklessly. we dictate we enumerate we carve in stone, we draw in sand. we say there’s meaning, here & there truffles we nose beneath hungry pens. even attempt to diagram, yet it’s [...]
Posts Tagged ‘rain’
calculus
Posted in Poems, tagged calculate, calculus, carve, commune, copy, diagram, dictate, doubts, draw, emulate, enumerate, hypothesize, kiss, math, meaning, quantum, rain, reason, script, splash, translate on 19 July 2011 | 5 Comments »
far sighted
Posted in Poems, Writing Prompts, tagged 2010, dog, eyes, language, Prompt, rain, touch, WWP on 22 December 2010 | 18 Comments »
prompt # 033 Say what you want… by staff@wwp Write a poem about what you want. far sighted see with the eyes of a dog. take that walk across the street. broken doubts can wait by the curb. I want a boat and tree, escaping town. I want to fall under the wheels of your [...]
Like rain
Posted in Poems, tagged 2010, light, messenger, rain on 4 January 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Like rain About some light poem group index Remove what’s light. What is left? Nothing even right. No turn will face you anywhere except into yourself. Not that you are the center of anything, but instead, one in glory, point of view. Like each drop, like rain becomes, messenger. As stone along the valley floor, [...]
When you love me like rain
Posted in Poems, tagged 2009, Poems, rain, winter on 22 December 2009 | 4 Comments »
When you love me like rain When you love me like rain, winter comes. Running before the wind is an easy stance. That shadow cast turns warm beneath the sheets. Then turn on an old elbow, an aching arm, rotate that slumbered breath clear around, full face into unspoken storm. How far will this gale [...]
In a New York Minute
Posted in Poems, tagged 2009, color, Poems, rain, splash poem on 17 September 2009 | 4 Comments »
A New York minute. She knows who she is, and with my thanks. In A New York Minute There is brilliant green in the rain! Oranges and reds. Blues and amber eyes. I walk beside her now. We are getting wet. Soaked! Yet I’ve hardly yet even looked up from [...]






