Category Archives: lotus eaters

about people who are not facing the here and now, but have to be there and then on cell phones and ipods

night landing

landing in a sleepy field like Saint-Exupery goggles pushed up off glassy eyes the parents, the baby all straining to see our faces in the landing lights of the carpeted entryway we wrap our robes about us accept hugs kisses … Continue reading

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arranging

There’s a jazzy edge to travel kind of a riff of improvisations compromises that flex like shoe leather on a bandstand vanish like clouds and reappear like bruises during the waiting as yesterday’s orderly practice scales resolve into ad hoc … Continue reading

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Deadline

blind locomotive dragging cars and passengers on rigid steel toward the insistent bridge words tumble in rows stacking broken pencils crushed against an anvil insistent time pushing all before it toward the vertical sky

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