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Cinnamon Asthenosphere 7
Everything's in the Cinnamon Asthenosphere these days, man. Maybe in Life After the Thesis, I'll get back to prose. In the meantime, I need to have a poem for tomorrow, may every god ever conceived help us all. Time for furious writing and excellence. Or not! (I've already shared Gospel of the Ficus and the Thesis Spell with the class ( Read more... ) -
Cinnamon Asthenosphere 6
Nobody posts much of anything, these days, not that much. Makes me a bit nostalgic, for the times when there were people here, and it didn't feel like just me sitting alone on an empty dock watching the sun drain out of the sky, muttering to myself and a cheap bottle of wine. Whatever. I'll persevere, mumbling crumbs of couplets to myself in this ( Read more... ) -
Cinnamon Asthenosphere 5
An Honors Thesis Spell ( Read more... ) -
Cinnamon Asthenosphere 4
Dare the needle dance & asphalt slips away ( Read more... ) -
Cinnamon Asthenosphere 3
The Gospel of the Ficus
By S. E. Price
My name was Carica
I was of the family Moraceae
Whose daughters stretched
Across the land
I belonged to no one
Growing by the wayside
Ways of wild young women
Ripe with innocence
Holding laughter in my hand
I was all that men find lovely
The long sweet tangle of my hair in sway
Above tanned limbs;
My grace was glory
My head ( Read more... ) -
Get It In Writing
So, I owe daily blibbets from last November and last December. Let's see ( Read more... ) -
Cinnamon Asthenosphere 2
See down Main Street, unbending
From Broad to the middle of Roxboro
Uncomplicated and clear
The easy life of going here to there
On an unbroken road
Ignoring the asphalt undulations of Durham
Forgetting capricious stoplights
Contemplating detours
But never their consequences
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The Cinnamon Asthenosphere
Since I'm in a poetry class, I figure that I'll post here for you, dear audience (as if you exist, as if anyone reads) the little snips, snatches, oddments and ends of poetry I come up with. These will all be classified as entries under the categorical umbrella of the Cinnamon Asthenosphere (because projects like these need names). Anyway, here we ( Read more... ) -
Hazel
As previously promised! Astounding, I know;--here, for public consumption for, I believe, the very first time, is the very first Hazel fragment. This was written, gee, two years ago, when the winter stirred my mad thick blood as the winter so often does ( Read more... ) -
Some Summer Daze
Found this, written by my right hand sometime this past summer ( Read more... )