Author Archives: randomyriad

Silent Speaking

Posted on October 18, 2012 by randomyriad

I am in the middle of a quest to listen to or read 1000 different poets. Today I found Joaquin Zihuatanejo and this amazing silent and spoken poem. “A Poem for John”  

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Early Morning Window

Posted on October 17, 2012 by randomyriad

In my new room the little window catches the early light.

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Dreams of Last October

Posted on October 8, 2012 by randomyriad

10/3/11 I am playing football with women wearing long blood-red dresses. They slide and leap, run and catch, laughing and sprawling about without worries about rules or keeping score. 10/4 In the long hall I supervise the rearranging of beds … Continue reading →

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I Will Write What I Will Write How I Will Write It.

Posted on October 5, 2012 by randomyriad

Keep going pen moving words no syllables forming no screaming rage only Scratching, dead and does not move making the illusion of life pass away. We travel into the spotlight sunset raving and looning extravagant claims on the never arriving … Continue reading →

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A Little Distance and a Lot of Focus = A Bit of Light and Hope

Posted on September 15, 2012 by randomyriad

It’s easy to talk about bad years if they are past.  But when you have to say who you are right at this very moment, it’s hard to get more out than an uneasy silence.    Herta Muller from the … Continue reading →

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