Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Sometimes the poem
comes so clear and
sometimes I haven't
the slightest clue."
*
"Line breaks
where the
language
bends back."
*
"More and more
I live
in my head,
less and less
in this
sorry world."
Saturday, August 27, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"What? You are
going to use
my poems
against me?"
*
"This poetry -
like a squirrel leaping
tree to tree,
sometimes you catch it,
sometimes it catches you."
*
"Why do I
keep notes on
what I see?
Reader,
for thee."
Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Speak, darkness.
Silence does not
become you."
*
"Poet of the
ordinary?
Of what else
could I sing?"
*
"Love nothing
without
wings to flee."
Saturday, August 20, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Some have more words
and some have none.
I am blessed with
lack of excess."
*
"Rhythm of the line -
if you can't hear it,
don't bother counting."
*
"Driving
the big storm -
no time
for crows,
no time
for poetry."
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
LINES FOR AUGUST 16
Sun like a hand
against the barn,
yet the soothing
touch is never
enough for such
an ache of wood.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Enough storm
to keep the crowd down
is all we ask, Lord."
*
"You don't like it
and you think that
should make me stop?
Hoo-hoo, now that's
a good one."
*
"It's there.
It's right there.
Wait for it.
Ah!"
Saturday, August 13, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"How do you
know when to start?
How do you
know when to stop?
Why choose
the words you choose?
Is there more to
it than that?"
*
"Don't make the mistake
of thinking you're there simply
because you're not here."
*
"No verbs and
no need for them
in this world."
Friday, August 12, 2011
LINES FOR AUGUST 12
Whitecaps
on green
water.
The sky
flat with blue
and grey
and wind
undoing
the day.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
LINES FOR AUGUST 11
Wind like a wall
to lean against
again. You must
push to stay still,
your head down like
a humbled man's,
your heart quickening.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
LINES FOR AUGUST 10
Push.
Push some
more.
Break
the door.
Enter
the darkened
room.
Hope
that where
you've come
is home.
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
LINES FOR AUGUST 9
Wind the color of dust.
Sky the color of wind.
Light the color of sky.
Breath, a surprised sigh.
Monday, August 08, 2011
Sunday, August 07, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Sometimes
it gets better, and
I gain hope
only to be
disappointed
again."
*
"Travel the hard
slow road."
*
"Admire your work
but don't linger
long with it.
Sunrise resets
the counter."
Saturday, August 06, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Silence
is delight.
Here's some."
*
"No, I beg to
differ, officer -
it is not
inattentive, but
very attentive
driving."
*
"There's always a way
to say it, if that's
what you want to say."