Thursday, August 22, 2019

Monday, August 19, 2019

Monday, August 12, 2019

HIKING DOWN FROM A HILLSIDE SKY ~












Thanks to Greg Joly, letterpress mastermind ~
A large old cabin renovation job in the back hills
of Jamaica, Vermont where I worked
and began many of these poems
on the ride to & fro w/ Susan




Wednesday, August 7, 2019

GREENPEACE / STEVE SAWYER ~







on the 
Rainbow Warrior






EMILY SKILLINGS ~









Girls Online






The first line is a row of girls,

twenty-five of them, almost

a painting, shoulders overlapping,

angled slightly towards you.

One says: I'm myself here.

The others shudder and laugh

through the ribbon core that strings

them. They make a tone tighter

by drummingon their thighs and

opening their mouths. The girls

are cells. The girls are a fence,

a fibrous network. One by one

they describe their grievances.

Large hot malfunctioning

machines lie obediently at their sides.

Their shirts are various shades

of ease in the surrounding air,

which is littered with small cuts.

One will choose you, press you

into the ground. You may never

recover. The second-to-last line

has a fold in it. The last line is

the steady pour of their names.



_______________

Emily Skillings
Fort Not
The Song Cave
2017







Monday, August 5, 2019

Sunday, August 4, 2019

ANN LAUTERBACH ~








Nominal






Through the bare branch, a flutter.

I thought a flag was an immense wing.

Sky sliced through with long clouds.

The city is an avalanche; all torn down.

I have a bridge in mind; a river.

River, clouds, sky, wing, branch.

Flag. City. Avalanche. Bridge. Mind.




_____________________

Ann Lauterbach
Spell
Penguin Poets
2018










Wednesday, July 31, 2019

TRUE CRIME ~





One of the better books on the map line of a criminal family.
Published before The Mueller Report.
The author's next book, aligned with this one,
will be ~ 



published August 12, 2019