Monthly Archives: November 2011
Raspberry Jam It’s bright red, maraschino cherry red, uncannily red so that you can’t help but think it’s insincere. Reminds me of the red-red ketchup in Copenhagen startlingly red, though now that I think about it, it may have been … Continue reading
There is no antonym for hibernation I love dreaming in the great silence of this faraway cave. But it is the opposite of hibernation where I subsist, or the reverse for which there is no word certainly not emergence as … Continue reading
I have posted more than 100 poems here since I started posting! So I have decided to take a short break, so that I can work on revising and submitting some of this work to journals. I am pleased to … Continue reading
Time is a construct, not a clock If time is not a constant I have long hair and can run a mile smiling these red-orange tomatoes are green or seeds in the ground and I don’t love you.