2019 Poetry Marathon: My half-marathon recap

Another year’s half marathon come and gone. As I often point out, I prefer to do the half marathon because I like to sleep; consequently doing the full 24-hour marathon simply wouldn’t work for me, as it would take me at least a couple of…

We forged on…

Erasure poem using p. 143 of art sex music by Cosey Fanni Tutti (Faber & Faber, 2017):   We forged on— artists, poets and musicians He was wild dangerous and uncompromising I was stuck at a local factory for quite a while I’d been practising and felt…

Dear Kevin who likes to take shortcuts sometimes

Okay, we have to talk Every few years you try to save yourself time or effort by taking shortcuts You know what I’m talking about— don’t even lie Let me remind you: That time at the Graham Hill playground when your bicycle chain fell off?…

After breakfast

The coffee at the canteen’s no damn good, you know I think the supplier slipped the kitchen super a bag of cement mixed with topsoil— you’d think they’d have figured it out when the shelf collapsed under the weight of the sack But no, they…

The mortgaged heart

1 Somehow I’ve never thought to say anything it’s hard to complain when the terms have never been disclosed and you don’t know who holds the note or when it’s supposed to come due I guess I’ve always figured the payments will eventually get to…

Sevenling (Two directions)

Two directions traversed at once the map folded in half and deliberately marked Signposts conspicuously absent the face of the compass blank with the needle missing This is quite a journey   (22 June 2019, Hour Eight)

Interlude

Inspired by: ‘The middle of night interlude where dreams may or may not happen.’ Moonlight shines on the back of her neck suggesting muted colours, light textures a flowing arc I am intrigued, enchanted but keep a respectful distance This moment is a haven I…

Welcome to my little corner of the world

This is my apartment my refrigerator is either freezing cold or room temperature This is my desk where my computer is I prepare to do everything here This is my sofa—it’s orange! I do everything here This is my car the CD player is broken…

20 February 1993

The man behind the counter has a drinking problem He ignores me I leave In the middle of the grassy field on the other side of the chain-link fence an old woman, wrapped in blankets and shawls rocks in her chair oblivious to everything Next…

Moorage

Anchored and waiting calm seas under marble-blue sky dreaming about land Archipelagos long to sail on oceans wide leave countries behind In the bay, we sleep our boat swaying with the waves and green-blue sea dreams   (22 June 2019, Hour 4)

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