One of the reasons I love poetry is it’s ability to address and communicate in-betweens – the moments of change, the processes, the insecurity I always find trying to explain human experience and its correlations to reality with mere speech. We were chatting about this the other day, and one of the most obvious examplesContinue reading “On being unfinished”
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I’m so happy with today’s poems
The sea is getting to me, obviously. It’s been a long and very productive day, during which I have figured out future projects, done some work with a acting piece in development and wrote these two which I, at least for now, love. Enjoy!
I don’t write love poems, and I don’t write poems about poems. Here is a love poem about poems.
Admiring others – four of my friends who have no idea they are now a poem
I should probably have said yesterday that when I talked about writing for and about others, I did not so much mean writing about the lives of other’s than I meant writing about thinks I find adimirable in some people within my life. I once messaged with this guy I had met on Tinder whoContinue reading “Admiring others – four of my friends who have no idea they are now a poem”
Queen of Wandering 