by pbsartist | Sep 22, 2022 | OPENstudio
as it does every wednesday at 10am yet takes me by surprise 7 years I have heard it from this same vantage still my nerves tell my ears to listen hard for the second before I realize it is wednesday at 10am in lexington...
by pbsartist | Sep 20, 2022 | OPENstudio
no thing takes precedence except maybe turning the hose handle as it makes that low squeal of water come through the pipes and that small leak warm water on my hand letting gentle drops of pressurized dew spill over edges of petunias and lilacs geraniums and...
by pbsartist | Sep 18, 2022 | OPENstudio
with words tumbling through their heads as they rise and make the morning coffee is it french press or drip pour over or a shot do poets ascribe to a certain blend agreed upon in the ethers of their mental causeways because by nature poets are interior creatures for...
by pbsartist | Sep 16, 2022 | OPENstudio
deep under the translucent layers water earth sky all reflect poems fall out of her like great raindrops or a hawk from the treetop after prey life abstracted is troubling I wish for concrete solid secure comprehensible poetry painting in these blank pages lines...
by pbsartist | Sep 14, 2022 | OPENstudio
tired of trying to believe of sorting through all the ways of the world those that humans have decided are the ways have you ever just stopped suddenly one day the search for some meaning some something that could lift you above done too tired to keep trying that day...
by pbsartist | Sep 12, 2022 | OPENstudio
are there right questions pervading and intermingled with the daily questions that feed us to grow and expand not outside our boundaries but to their edge so that we more easily rightly touch the border of the ones next door Merton says the woods provide other...
