Archive for October, 2017

Saturday, October 21st, 2017

 

a horse wanders into the arena where I’m playing to steal the show
a blighted wayfarer walks my allotted path
a simpleton steps into the limelight where it’s my limes should be illuminated

Friday, October 20th, 2017

 

Full throttle swallowing of insult after compliment after ambiguity
on the road to The House of a Thousand Cuts
(Oh yes, it’s definitely The House of a Thousand Cuts)

Thursday, October 19th, 2017

 

T.S.Eliot wanted us to read The Waste Land and know how much we don’t know.
And that can be both daunting and enjoyable and inspiring.
Eric Eric wants us to read his poems and then think about tatting.

Wednesday, October 18th, 2017

 

Ezra Pound was happy for us to read The Cantos and then head off to the library.
Eric Eric wants us to read his poems then go and have a bath, because we’re well overdue.

Tuesday, October 17th, 2017

 

to be suddenly
ZAPPED
by a big belt of happiness
(absence of trust and/or belief)

Monday, October 16th, 2017

 

I think I should record myself
explaining how to negotiate with one’s emotions, which is
a kind of diplomacy.

Sunday, October 15th, 2017

 

I should write down how I wake up in the morning
and fall asleep at night. It would be educational
and helpful for people who can’t fall asleep
or for the comatose who cannot wake up.

Saturday, October 14th, 2017

 

Ingest Periquita. Suppress all defence mechanisms.
Tolerate nothing. Reach the bottom of a page. Brew coffee.

Friday, October 13th, 2017

 

Hidden, a Portuguese woman is singing a lament in (we assume) Portuguese.
Sadness and despair. Bemoaning something or other.

Thursday, October 12th, 2017

 

The politician wants to remain in office — as usual from the highest motives.