Watching the Oaks - A poem
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Eddied time, drifting slowly through the glass counts the moments, shifting seconds towards our last. Grains of sand fall, each an inevitability, none can forestall our mortal liability. A count in reverse from full to empty. What earned this curse; thief of what was once aplenty. Each transitory...
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After spending a fair amount of time re-reading some of Ginsberg's work (primarily Howl) I came up with this 'in honor' of 2020... The year was shaking all and sundry with its wild temper, eking out its broken plot in fits and starts with all the eloquent elegance of unexpectedly wet farts the mess ...
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I have a habit of exploring ideas in prose by writing a few paragraphs at a time in the theme and shape of the idea. I call these 'sketches'.This one is from the brainstorming process for a longer piece I've been working on.W&H Sketch #2Haines floated weightlessly in a digital sea, waiting on W...
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Eddied time, drifting slowly through the glass counts the moments, shifting seconds towards our last. Grains of sand fall, each an inevitability, none can forestall our mortal liability. A count in reverse from full to empty. What earned this curse; thief of what was once aplenty. Each transitory...
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After spending a fair amount of time re-reading some of Ginsberg's work (primarily Howl) I came up with this 'in honor' of 2020... The year was shaking all and sundry with its wild temper, eking out its broken plot in fits and starts with all the eloquent elegance of unexpectedly wet farts the mess ...
minds.com
I have a habit of exploring ideas in prose by writing a few paragraphs at a time in the theme and shape of the idea. I call these 'sketches'.This one is from the brainstorming process for a longer piece I've been working on.W&H Sketch #2Haines floated weightlessly in a digital sea, waiting on W...
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