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

Tilting at snowfall (revised again)

Snow soon howls down wind carved broken moon sky cowled Queen glares knight lash armour tight wool cinch hoarse throat lungs bellow arsenal fire chant valedictory oath brave eye-spitting cold mount white walls warrior launch wide blade imperial charge screaming … Continue reading

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. . . than a sick husband

All wives know this for fact: There is no one sicker than a sick husband. I totally agree: and as you know, I am no wife. I tried to make a list of concerns, but I am too sick to … Continue reading

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dream

We can’t believe he went over the handlebars and how the asphalt scrambled his body We can’t believe it was his dream to straddle all that naked power We can’t believe those broken twisted dreams can ever be him again

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