Tag Archives: poetry
Dreamy Tonsils
isolated, aimless, layed near alien smilers normal amends made noises sold my roadless toenails tread dream salt antlers leary, lids onsite anytime lends old rails to lone stares anymore loads stale tendrils on disaster tides i mislearn elation as sated moans i misread sanity … Continue reading
What is Poetry?
Last week, I tasked my middle school students with some exquisite corpse poetry (where students build their poem together, one line at a time (while only able to see the prior line)). One student started a piece with just the … Continue reading
Michelangelo & u
Michelangelo thought u were sunlight ur silly sissy name transformed by all of space a half-grace, symmetry, gone dead. “Let this be sudden, cursed full.” all text taken from page 108 of Stephen King’s The Long Walk.
snakebite
fingers work clean parabolas of her cuticles duck-billed mind for details distracted by a first taste of everything not plannable by a numb risk of rigid free zero (shiver and snap) balancing on rocks the American dream is dead crashing … Continue reading
resolve
lead the camel calmly through the eye of the needle return the safety seal to its cratered position spoon the toothpaste again tubeward walk the horse back into her barn dock the already sailed ship having popped, stop find my … Continue reading
you carry
all text (including title) taken from page 21 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane.
hum (Day 27)
quote i torrents and rain of torrents through and standing see him speak you, if him speak saw nobody quote i very core drenched and through soaked i quote throughout stands and hurt got unseen teeth through hum mouth closed … Continue reading
blind, fold (Day 8)
under the table, but she, standing offers me a drink her voice melting ice i nod, trembling, as i am supposed to the crash of a heavy tumbler on the floor liquid droplets, broken gasp, hold still, they tell me, … Continue reading
dying breed (Day 6)
the burnt man on the bus to whom mom apologizes Uhura and Sulu my cousin who doesn’t look like me Mike and i listening to INXS, then Living Colour, then Fishbone Geordi La Forge the word i misspell at the … Continue reading