Daily Archives: June 9, 2015

Bet her. Late, then never.

Posted on June 9, 2015 by whimsygizmo

the trick of finding what you didn’t lose (existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift) the teachable imposture of always arriving at the place you never left. -E.E. Cummings   .. She’s all in, ready to be -gin again. She’ll need … Continue reading →

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Read, All Over

Posted on June 9, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. This poem is black clacked on ivory snow, kerned coal footprints across a field of ice. This poem is one tiny piece of rice in an ebony bowl, a flutter of feather against the night sky. This poem craves … Continue reading →

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Resonance

Posted on June 9, 2015 by whimsygizmo

.. Sound is the lull -aby. Noise is the alarm. Sound is the hum of sky. Noise is the storm. Sound is the strum of blue. Noise bleeds red through and through. Noise is the cough of Venus or Mars. … Continue reading →

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