I want to publicly pledge to work on my writing more, and not neglect it as I have been doing recently. Therefore, I here resolve to take myself to the library or out for coffee at least once a week, and to always have a notebook and a pen with me. Or perhaps I should [...]
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resolution
Posted in my poetry on August 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
a litany. just so you know where I’m coming from.
Posted in my poetry, tagged activism, beliefs, litany, my poetry, poem, poetry, politics, silence on July 18, 2008 | 2 Comments »
sometimes I feel that I have no right to speak, having never been silenced I have never been beaten with a shaft of metal. I have never been raped. I have never had my skin torn open with an explosion of rusted nails. I have never been splattered by another person’s blood. I have never [...]
crow hill
Posted in my poetry, tagged ars poetica, creativity, crow hill, crows, hills, ideas, poetry, writing on May 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Where do ideas for poems come from? For me, it’s almost always something very small. An image, a phrase, a brief moment in a conversation–I call them seeds. It’s when I feel an opening inside my head, a fascination, a connection, the potential for growth. Then I try to save that feeling, to sort of incubate [...]
in town
Posted in my poetry, tagged local, poetry on March 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I wasn’t lying when I said I like it here in this gritty pretty town. Sure, many people around float dangerously close to despair, flatten all expression from their eyes- I’ve stood behind them at the grocery store as they counted out cash for cigarettes and dog food. I smiled at the cashier when [...]
another somewhat Valentine’s post
Posted in my poetry, tagged beverages, poetry, refrigerators, roses, valentine's day on February 19, 2008 | 1 Comment »
surprise every time I open the refrigerator, there’s a cold red rose there in a purple wineglass milk and carbonated water and that bulb that only lights when the door’s pulled wide a floppy raw chicken breast submerged in salad dressing marinating on a dark glass shelf and yet a flower can wait for me [...]
classic car
Posted in my poetry, tagged classic cars, couch, discoveries, matchbox cars, poetry on December 28, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
toy car Originally uploaded by yellowlens S and I were sitting on the couch with the dog, reading our Sally Lockhart books. Then the dog started digging around under the cushion. I looked to see what she was after, and found this little model car. I dusted it off and started taking pictures of it. [...]
knitting poetry
Posted in my poetry, tagged link, poetry on December 14, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I wanted to put a link here to a post I just added to my craft blog. I posted this item over there because it’s about knitting needles, but I’m linking to it here because it’s a poem, and this is my school blog, and school is writing. Yes. Also, if any writing chums have [...]


