Category Archives: poetry

The Next 3 Years

I am getting a jump on the whole New Year’s resolution thing as I am finished with my classes, and I have some time to think about it. I looked at my 101 in 1001 list and decided that most … Continue reading

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A Few More Images From The Wine Crate and Some Thoughts On The Creative Process

“If we are to solve the problem of what to do with our consciousness, we need more astutely constructed models as that consciousness changes, develops. They must be relevant and flexible; and the execution must be fine enough to endure.” … Continue reading

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Three Visual Poems: Meaning is Optional

Meaning is Optional Floating detached from remembrance a shadow in the strip of light under the door into a darkened room. I create the black dog outside Waiting open to find a box of wires on the floor, Power sent … Continue reading

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We Are In A Jam, No Matter When

Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards Soren Kierkegaard, Danish philosopher (1813 – 1855) ‘The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday–but never jam to-day.’ ‘It MUST come sometimes to “jam to-day,”‘ Alice objected. ‘No, … Continue reading

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Clover Blossom Sunset

On the window sill, a clover blossom, picked a week ago now fading to brown in a cup, dark against the sunset.

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