fear of pencils
8/12/04 I don’t want anyone to see me with pencils. Judi Beach in the newspaper, Eggemoggin Reach. Imaginary Maine. The clock is ticking. On the outskirts. Draining wine from a weak body. Mud in...
8/12/04 I don’t want anyone to see me with pencils. Judi Beach in the newspaper, Eggemoggin Reach. Imaginary Maine. The clock is ticking. On the outskirts. Draining wine from a weak body. Mud in...
8/11/04 No capture. Not sure how it’s done. Farming in memory. Elements? The elements have been graceful. Appreciative. Sun air earth water. Wind and bumping along in the boat. Learning is better on the...
8/10/04 Lake water blind. Blue sky blind. White clothes blind. Perfection. Unreachable. Not to capture. Moment’s mementoes non-moments. Aftermath. Afternoon. Lobster stew. The sun licks heat onto my arm hairs. When it comes...
8/8/04 Birds and beasts, captured onscreen, free in the land. People in the townships, disparities, the effort of justice. I react badly to didacticism – didactyly? the imperative address. Do this, do that,...
8/7/04 How to. Stories, tales, and woes. Tears in the night, overtired. The changeling in the kayak. My smart sister. My beautiful lover. Thunder and lightning. TV crash. Gray sky, gray water, lack of...
“My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of fact, but why this should have caused the atrophy of that part of the brain...