Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage
Saturday, March 31, 2012
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Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Garage Sale: page 7
Dallas, Texas: The First Garage
"Curtain Call"
The plane
screeches at wind;
singing props unwind sound;
wing flaps shudder, the tail expels
cargo.
Ladies
suited in blues
wait at the door, holding
caps, catching kisses blown toward
the passengers ushered
down the metal
staircase.
I see
through grated stairs
puzzled ground; gingerly
down steps, my child-full mother
trips--
Now in
curtained corner
spare, white, mother there, laid
on metal table, tended by
white dresses dressing scrapes,
knee, elbow, chin
in gauze.
I gaze...
I hold my breath,
I touch, with finger tips
I tap the top where cotton cloth
hangs down.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
Garage Sale!
It's time to announce my Garage Sale. Last summer I put a group of poems together and designed a chapbook. The poems are odds and ends of memories made during a nomadic childhood. No two people remember a moment, even a shared moment, in quite the same way. Since these stem from a growing child's mind, they are open to interpretation. I hope you find something you like in my dusty garage...
Note: Blogger doesn't like PDFs, so I will post a new page daily (beginning tomorrow). If all goes well, I will include a few copies of pages from the book to show off the design. Unfortunately, the quality of the online copies is not clear. Next step: Kay will need to learn html...
If you are interested in a pretty, handmade version, please e-mail me at immersed.in.word@gmail.com.
Publisher:
Self / Eleventh Letter Press
US Price:
$8.00 (covers materials plus shipping)
Format:
Paperback, 5.5" x 8.5"
52 pages
Materials:
card stock cover
32 lb. ultra white paper
cotton thread
hemp thread
Note: Blogger doesn't like PDFs, so I will post a new page daily (beginning tomorrow). If all goes well, I will include a few copies of pages from the book to show off the design. Unfortunately, the quality of the online copies is not clear. Next step: Kay will need to learn html...
If you are interested in a pretty, handmade version, please e-mail me at immersed.in.word@gmail.com.
Publisher:
Self / Eleventh Letter Press
US Price:
$8.00 (covers materials plus shipping)
Format:
Paperback, 5.5" x 8.5"
52 pages
Materials:
card stock cover
32 lb. ultra white paper
cotton thread
hemp thread
Sunday, March 4, 2012
On Powell Butte
stillness hangs
in the midst of wood
chalky breath
anointing the daily
search for Godot
green meets green
a meditation of leaves
fills my glance
between suburban walls
the birds sing the blues
in the midst of wood
chalky breath
anointing the daily
search for Godot
green meets green
a meditation of leaves
fills my glance
between suburban walls
the birds sing the blues
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Little Gull, Little Gull, Let Me In!
a gull on the beach
his beak is marked
by a bull's-eye
I'm peck, peck, pecking
but, it's not my place
the gull laughs
at my huffing-puffing
regurgitory expositories
... and flies away!
his beak is marked
by a bull's-eye
I'm peck, peck, pecking
but, it's not my place
the gull laughs
at my huffing-puffing
regurgitory expositories
... and flies away!
Friday, March 2, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
To Tide Me Over
when the shell is washed
ashore, the hand is waiting
to collect the walls
of an empty home
ashore, the hand is waiting
to collect the walls
of an empty home
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