E-mail correspondence: possible subject for a New Year’s re-solution? Have a Happy New Year! May you have fulfilling correspondence!
Image inaction is not a form of imagination . . .
First in a series inspired by changes word processing programs make or do not make as we write.
On her lap sat her brass hearing trumpet. The cousin explained that the old woman had tried hearing aids but with no success.
Nearing the cemetery entrance, I heard an emergency vehicle’s siren. A fire truck appeared.
Crow understands my long, wintry shadow.
From blank whiteness, you began a painting for him. Strong, large, raw, unplanned strokes.
Eagle, golden-featherer, high in the winter’s fog, recognizing the boy, turning . . .
Handsome face, haunted eyes, seer’s eyes . . .
It’s early morning, December 24, 1980, and Frieda has been told her mother, who’s in intensive care, wants to see her before Christmas.
Who travels the Sky Train today? Outlaw, lover, pilgrim, composer.