Writing the Wrongs

Apr 06, 2009 19:37

Two new poems. I wrote one on Saturday for Audrey's art exhibition, and one just an hour ago while I was waiting for my pizza to cook.

They're technically untitled... )

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bord_du_rasoir April 6 2009, 19:32:59 UTC
Do you know about timothy_green/timiathan? He's a poet and editor of a poetry magazine called Rattle. Here's his stuff: http://timothy-green.org/blog/

How do make pizza? Recently I've started buying Italian bread and cutting it up into six sections and putting tomato sauce and sprinkling cheese on top. It's a little cheaper at six pieces for around $4 than the frozen french bread pizzas at two pieces for around $4 to $5.

The first stanza of the first poem reminds me of this "song" I wrote, except yours is actually well articulated:

break (1:00)
Every day you break an hour before you're supposed to go, you're not supposed to be here anymore.
The man with the crookedy walk, he shuffles past, you wonder if your memory of him will last.


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