I noticed my hair looked a kind of way after I put it up so I thought hm, an old fashioned look, I think some past poets wore their hair like this. And then I thought, “Maybe Edna, let me check.”She has some certain way of putting her hair up, but similar idea.Edna St. Vincent…… Continue reading February Poets From Different Times
This Is A Gala Appleso you know
it is the breeze is ita breath out i slipped out of the pose put me backit is the breeze is itit is sweet i know itwell I’m not actually levitating!Sunlit YogaIf you fall out of a pose, you can come into a new one. This is a video demonstration of that, even if I didn’t…… Continue reading Sunlight and The Not Too Cold Breeze
mind’s been on and on yoga in the moonlight
The poetry book I’ve been working on each day now is really getting there. Upload then, upload now, upload again, a different maintenance man looking at the same new dryer leaves, upload again, upload again, and yes, I see that, you last italic. * when a book falls it falls open. i want what i…… Continue reading P.S.
this was not unbearably glossy but good, it is uncommon you would say, if i gave you the word, as if that had not always been. i am half from a time past, found myself roaming in 1200, and then again in 1920, and i am here in 2021, boldly and softly. the first two…… Continue reading The World Is Still Open
Hm, I think I shall call this…“Portrait of the Cat in Afternoon Light” After a morning of hearing poetry and formulating his critique of them.*And now…The Cat Who Loves The Sunrise