Flooded

I am not the writer I am the words Words like ganglion And abnegate And mustang I am the words Lovely as spillage from overwrought syllables Whatever dialectical crime you might commit Caress me I am the words Poetry essays short stories novels Color sound taste and texture I’ll tell you about these things No,…

1002 Thoughts

I couldn’t decide where the line between the poems written on the program were so I just divvied them up later.   Here’s one, or hell, maybe two:   “There are two different poems here,” I reflected. “But I’m not sure which is which and what the other one is all about.” Approach the ranks…

1001 Thoughts

Words written during a Very Important Intermission: Every year I attend the 1001 Nights show in Lexington, KY. It was yesterday if you didn’t know, and there’s no other show quite  like it in Kentucky. Last year I wrote some poetry while waiting for the show to start, including “Ray Bradbury and the Country Boy.”…