I was sitting by myself at a café today, when I realized I look outward now. Toward the world. It felt a bit strange, because for the most part I’d spent my years looking inward. Toward the self. … A threshold has been crossed, maybe. … After all those years looking inward, by now I […]
Category Archives: Poetry
I remember the moment I turned, like a human bitten by a vampire. It was early in the morning at the crack of dawn You were with me and you smiled. I had to fight, I turned away But your venom spread like wildfire in my veins. Oh curses, damn— ‘Twas the end of me […]
I am on a plateau. … Flat ground. There is both nothing, and everything here. I think I preferred it when I was climbing a mountain, or sliding down a valley. At least then I knew where I was supposed to be going– Uphill, downhill. But flat ground— I could do either nothing […]
The other day, I glimpsed a movie scene of a dragon, breathing fire. Its hide was thick and thorny, its teeth bared sharp and spiky. Some humans, they were trying to gun it down, the monstrous thing. But the pelts, the bullets, the shots that were fired just bounced off of the dragon’s hide. […]
So, yesterday I saw a post about a “square poem” often attributed to Lewis Carroll (although as to who the real author is seems ambiguous). A square poem is apparently one whose words you could read either in rows (horizontally) or in columns (vertically); the poem would read the same. Here’s Lewis Carroll’s square poem: […]
cut my bangs • squeeze venom out of fangs • ride a mountain bike • confess to a boy I like • swim in the ocean • contact a Martian • cross a tightrope • speak Latin to the Pope • cook as well as my mother does • be the optimist I once was • multiply large numbers in my head • do backflips […]
spot figures formed by clouds • speak in front of large crowds • make a ‘banana’ out of a hanky • fold a T-shirt origami • name all the months with 30 days • say “I love you” in at least 5 ways • win a Minesweeper game in 2 seconds • sleep all day under palm […]
Hush now, darling, the worst is over. The storm is done and out. Water’s sliding down the drain or up, up, up, evaporating. Look anew at the world around you, is it not fresh and light, renewed? Look again at the child behind you, Is she not stronger, wiser now? Look now, right here, the […]
We had a new laboratory blessed today. We held up candles lit as the priest muttered His blessings. Drip, drip drip. The wax from our lighted candles went. I looked at a droplet of candle wax quickly drying on the newly scrubbed floor. This droplet will be seen: by a student bored with the lecture […]
I have the words shattered about me I have to pick them up and —steady— Line them up, one by one But the rhythm, it won’t find me. Is it the pace of this world, Is it the choices I’m making? I can’t quite place it But I must be missing something. I am spent […]
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