No Parking

"...What am I going to do now? And how am I going to sleep tonight?

A peculiar name flickers in the mirror, and then disappears."


From "Picture of Little Letters" by John Koethe

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As ever, busy and between two whirleds -- work and school. If you, like Marly, would be interested in following along with some of my schoolin' projects, leave a comment here. I may revive this and subvert it for more recent project postings, if there's enough interest.

Doors 1, 2, 3

"...digging up ginseng;

carding wool;

where does matter end and space begin? ..."


From "Before Completion" by Arthur Sze

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Thanks to you lovely readers who sent me "pink light" and other restorative energy. Some of the dark lowering clouds concerning family, friends, and others have cleared, and I am grateful to you for your care and kindness as I wait for the rest of the metaphorical front to blow through.

Some weeks are tough

"...each latch and lid
I bid, Be firm till I return from hell. ..."

From "my dreams, my works, must wait till after hell" by Gwendolyn Brooks

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Tough stuff happening in a number of busted corners this week. Not to me, directly, but still. Hope your weeks are more tender than tough.

Lo-Tex Welding

"...Words entering almost the sense of touch
Ferreting themselves out of their dark hutch—
‘These things are not secrets but mysteries,’..."

From "Glanmore Sonnets" by Seamus Heaney

A sign, but the building was long gone

"...It is the eights and my name the only name they ever let me
know,
It is the eights, my lantern, my lodestone..."

From "The Eights" by Dan Chelotti

Craquelure

"a poem will out-parcheesi you any day of the week..."

From "LXXI" by Anthony Hawley

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I'm about as flattened as the perspective in this pic, post-conference. And there's a paper to write this weekend (Congreve? Sheridan? which to chew on?) -- but if my reading time goes well, I'll take a break and see if there's rust to be found.

Panels

"...if you could just rearrange things the right way
you’d find your true life,
the right path, the answer to your questions..."

From "Anagrammer" by Peter Pereira

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I had a fabulous time among the medievalists and heard I did well, although I picked up a less-than-desirable souvenir on my way home. Tomorrow, another full-time lock on my attention; but I hope to wander with a camera next weekend and see what I can see.

Thanks for coming back, despite my sporadic posting.