Missing You: An E-Mail “Correspondence”
E-mail correspondence: possible subject for a New Year’s re-solution? Have a Happy New Year! May you have fulfilling correspondence!
Month: December 2017
Image Inaction: A Word Processor Poem
Image inaction is not a form of imagination . . .
Word Processor Poem 1: The Manger
First in a series inspired by changes word processing programs make or do not make as we write.
The Oldest Woman
On her lap sat her brass hearing trumpet. The cousin explained that the old woman had tried hearing aids but with no success.
Rain, Sleet, Fire, Grief
Nearing the cemetery entrance, I heard an emergency vehicle’s siren. A fire truck appeared.
Crow Understands
Crow understands my long, wintry shadow.
For the Boy who could not Paint, 3
From blank whiteness, you began a painting for him. Strong, large, raw, unplanned strokes.
For the Boy who could not Paint, 2
Eagle, golden-featherer, high in the winter’s fog, recognizing the boy, turning . . .
For the Boy who could not Paint
Handsome face, haunted eyes, seer’s eyes . . .
On Christmas Eve, In the Morning
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.
Sky Train, Morning
Who travels the Sky Train today? Outlaw, lover, pilgrim, composer.
