How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. —Jack Gilbert
:: Found and lost vocabularies ::
:: Spring to summer the signs change and do not. ::
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. —Jack Gilbert
:: Found and lost vocabularies ::
:: Spring to summer the signs change and do not. ::
Someone appears
in the trackless, floating field,
a body the color of cloud,
or the gauze that's
slowly stripped away
after sleep or sex,
or genuine pain.
Continuing with Chase Twichell ‘s poem “The Billowing Lights” from her collection from Northern Spy (1981)
It is a soul
who cautiously looks down,
deciding to stay
in the changeable vapors,
small and unborn,
abstract as a crystal,
and have that be its life.
NOTES
—Above: “The Billowing Lights” a poem by Chase Twichell from her collection Northern Spy (1981)
—Photos by DB: Murals and wall paintings Springfield Oregon, March 2025 the first week of Spring on Planet Earth.
As is said: Minds never come from nothing or go to nothing.
—Anne Waldman
Pain Brings Truth
Welcome to Eugene
Coming from Portland Needing To Get To Cottage Grove 5 Dollars I Think… God Bless You
NO Camping
Possibly Lost…Miss Him Dearly
KANDI
YOUR Government Hates You. That Part
UNhoused & Hungrey Still Giving All To Simply Smile Its Infectious A Simple Smile
4give … always with Grace
The Centennial…Bible
Spare any Serotonin?
Phone
ONE Way NO Turns Crosswalk Closed STOP Killing Mountain Lions
Love Is In The Hair
STAY WEIRD
CODA
BARDO OF WRITING
It can be said poets
talked too much
wrote too long,
listening to the sound
of their voices.
This was my offering
to have written little,
&
heard the sounds
of the world.
—Janet Rodney
VEX + ICON = VEXICON
The past tense of a fire is fire.
The future tense of ash is ash.
—Miriam Sagan (from Prayer Flag)