LedgeLife, Like a Bitter Cup of Tea (Copyright 2008)
--Oh, that does take me back. It’s like— It’s like the first time you stand on that ledge, Thinking you’re ready to plunge, Or pull that cool blade across your throat, Thinking, “Oh, for the strength, oh for the strength, Lord,” To make that swift, clean cut, pass that holy threshold That you dare not pass. --But not this time. Maybe tomorrow. Your date with sweet Fate will just have to wait. For now you’ll Catch your breath, Catch a movie, Catch some sun— You take a walk, See the world outside, See the world inside,...
Oh, pardon me, if you will. True, I have posted this before, recently. But it has been suggested that I might consider putting my recent "From Summer/Autumn 2009" etc. chunks into smaller chunks for more companionable reading. Well, after a little time and consideration, I've decided I will do that. Oh, I'm making an ass of myself. Well, mock me if you will.
Blades of grass that
Must have been people whipped at the fence posts,
And standing up—a reflection of cloud in a windshield
Note: There are pieces in this book which I have recently published here, and pieces I published here a longer while ago, as well as some pieces I've never, to my recollection, published here. That may bore some, or many readers. But I am saying different things with them than I did before, by the way I have ordered them, as well as with some slight changes in capitalization of letters.
if poets die young...chapbook of poems, spring, 2012
Note: With this chapbook, I was partly responding to a negative review of my previous chapbook, Shoulder. Shrug.", and partly contemplating on a line in a book of poems I'd read, that said, "Poets die young". (I am not trying to put myself up here. It's simply that I've often been either quiet or drunk here in the past, and I feel like being more soberly open right now.)
A note on this: This chunk of writing, and the last chunks of writing I've posted here, are all from my past. I was then developing into who I am now. I don't think and feel exactly as I did then. But in the last two thirds of a year or so, I've gone through something of a transformation which is ongoing, and have put older, younger things in place. I published a book a few months ago, and it occurred to me that I might want to then republish things I'd unpublished, and perhaps also publish things I had not published yet, in order to give this book a little more of a background. I hope...