chubby and pugnacious
To the babies of my dreams go ahead fall down the stairs step on every bee in every field of clover cry and fight uproariously until your cheeks are blue chubby though you are...
To the babies of my dreams go ahead fall down the stairs step on every bee in every field of clover cry and fight uproariously until your cheeks are blue chubby though you are...
Individual poems A pile of things Mushrooms Why do I have a dog? At home with the poem Poem (a glimpse) Shout Sequences The breakup haiku The odes Dream images Found Poem Hundreds of...
I saw many things in Maine. Water, lots of it. The surface of water. The texture of the surface under different wind conditions. The color of the surface, blue, black, green, white, or mixtures...
I was in a library or a community center. A weekend program about Buddhism was in progress. I was very interested and wanted to choose a seminar to attend. I looked at a few...
“The first gardens for example were not created to be work or even to produce food. They were experiments in making. Love affairs with certain meaningful plants such as hemp or grapes or tobacco.”...
tombeau “How can people exist without making?”
chupacabra I don’t go in for monsters or aliens, but I just love this word. I like it in Spanish and I like it in English (“goat sucker”). Also cool: ABE – Anomalous Biological...