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TO MYSELF Even when I forget you I go on looking for you I believe I would know you I keep remembering you sometimes long ago but then other times I am sure you were here a moment before and the air is still alive around where you were and I think then I can [...] JUNE Wind at the ear says June June a blacklist I slipped in time note this way to say goodbye the sighs within these words note these annotations: unending plastic flowers on the dead left bank the cement square extending from writing to now I run from writing as dawn is hammered out a flag [...] A QUICK ONE BEFORE I GO There comes a time in every man’s life when he thinks: I have never had a single original thought in my life including this one & therefore I shall eliminate all ideas from my poems which shall consist of cats, rice, rain baseball cards, fire escapes, hanging plants red [...] I must be suffering from Post-Election Withdrawal Syndrome (PEWS); George W. Bush isn’t even out of office yet, and I’m already beginning to feel some nostalgia towards his Presidency of the past 8 years. Not because I think he was a good President; far from it, in fact, but the Bush Administration has given me [...] addiction is like this sometimes there is nothing else except for the pen, the ink, the paper, me, and the muse Or get modern. Sometimes there is nothing but me the monitor, the keyboard, the words, and sweet inspiration looking at the blank paper looking at the blank screen watching the words take shape something [...] Award-winning comedian George Carlin dies Carlin was probably best known for a routine that began, “I was thinking about the curse words and the swear words, the cuss words and the words that you can’t say.” It was a monologue, known as “Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television,” that got Carlin arrested and [...] TO THE PRESENT TENSE By the time you are by the time you come to be by the time you read this by the time you are written by the time you forget by the time you are water through fingers by the time you are taken for granted by the time it hurts by [...] … that some of my behavior, blog posts, and comments on other people’s blogs is making some people uncomfortable, or even “freaked out”, as one friend put it. For that, please accept my most sincere and humble apologies. I was stunned, and extremely embarrassed by how my actions and words are, and have been [...] MAY Let me look at those eyes. I want to know how you are. —Rainer W. Fassbinder Look. May has come in. It’s strewn those blue eyes all over the harbor. Come, I haven’t had word of you in ages. You’re constantly terrified, Like the kittens we drowned when we were little. Come and [...] ADVENTURES IN INK Fountain pen, an adventure in ink. Words drip from the nib’s caress ——— Strokes flow across the page, swooping letters, sweeping serifs. A poet composes, filling the page with images culled from the mind’s recess. Copyright © 2008, Steven L. Sheffield |
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