Archive for June, 2019

Sunday, June 30th, 2019

 

“Mama, Let Me Scoop For You” –
well, that brings to mind a range of activities . . .

Saturday, June 29th, 2019

 

“Domestic Angst Enhanced by Nuns” –
another stroke of minor genius

Friday, June 28th, 2019

 

The Lunchtime of the Poem
(the Bacon and Egg phase)

Thursday, June 27th, 2019

 

And you look out the window
At the English rain (it is Summer)

Wednesday, June 26th, 2019

 

So you write a poem for your granddaughter
Who has not been born yet

Tuesday, June 25th, 2019

 

Next to me sits Petr Azhunov
a hyperkinetic sprite of a man
with a ponytail and wispy beard
who is both a shaman
and an anthropologist. He takes a sip of tarasun and cannot be controlled.

Monday, June 24th, 2019

 

I think I might go crouch in a doorway and watch people pass by.

Sunday, June 23rd, 2019

 

Climbing higher than usual
We passed through different kinds of tree

Saturday, June 22nd, 2019

 

We must be strict and rigorous
While around us the world gathers
And weighs new and additional data

Friday, June 21st, 2019

 

I’m not really quite sure
But I’m fairly sure
Actually I’m very sure
But I could be wrong – But anyway I don’t care