The ideal subject for totalitarianism . . .
The presidential personality cult
makes that person the object and we the subject
of the verb worship
I thought we were citizens
…
Failed Poet
The presidential personality cult
makes that person the object and we the subject
of the verb worship
I thought we were citizens
…
quarantine doesn’t bother me …
pansies = pensees, in some sort of weird lineage from Pascale to DH Lawrence …
THE WHITE HORSE
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on
and the horse looks at him in silence.
They are so silent they are in another world.
D.H. Lawrence …
cicadas singing
in a september downpour –
no rainouts for them …
We put all our money in a 401k
but now we wonder if it will ever pay
the stock market fibrillates
while retirement waits
Oh, dear! Not another day like yesterday!
…
sapphic trauma # 24954
zu schlafen, vielleicht zu traumpt
I stop at the 1-lane low-water-crossing
to wait for another car, then another
then another, then another speeding up
to join the convoy
…
i have always prized ‘immediacy’ / ‘now-ness’
as a major component of poetic moments …