Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Cracked lintel

"...still they leaned, comfortably

perhaps, one against the other,

an aggregate of disturbances..."

From "Wherein space is constructed that matter may reside in..." by Michele Glazer


Anonymous said...


Some of my more pithy comments, such as "Write a wise saying and your name will live forever." and "If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure." are being posted on the internet without my permission.

- Anonymous

If we can't protect are nom de plumes, what's next . . . packing tape art?

R.L. Bourges said...

you might even say a bedrock of disturbances - a contradiction, yes, but words don't lie.

Reya Mellicker said...

Oops. I've had days like that.

R.L. Bourges said...

for other readers: michelle glazer reads her poems at

San said...

An aggregate of disturbances. Cracked lintels. War.

Cracked lentils. Whirled peas.

John Eaton said...

And the spaces in between. Lovely, Lori.

x said...

Nicely paired word-picture. And you should know your posting on books for children in Africa is listed along with other December Just Posts. You can find the list and get your sticker for your blog by clicking on the December Just Posts sticker on the right side of my blog.

chris miller said...

Maybe you already know about this guy, Lori -- but if not -- I thought you might enjoy him (even though you've apparently sworn an oath never to photograph people):

Mike Disfarmer