Tonight, I sipped goat milk kefir, thought about modern womanhood and Dorothy Parker’s witticisms, and wrote this poem (as usual, still a draft):
Vim & Vigor
She shuffles the dating matrix,
dealing deftly for Friday night;
the Cowboy deserves Saturday;
the new guy just took a late flight.
I watch her play with those quick hands,
quite bored, she looks [...]

A new poem I wrote on this morning’s flight from Miami; still a draft–
I want him to trace the path
connect freckles on my back
create constellations, ask
why this one and when was that
I want him to hear the tales
see the shapes behind the dots
lift oral tradition veils:
who came before, what they wrought
I want him to [...]

The poetry world is rather upset this week about the “pirated poetry anthology” Issue 1, published as a .pdf (3,785 pages) by Stephen McLaughlin and Jim Carpenter.
A Kristen Taylor is included, and her poem on page 104 is titled “Coats made without courage”.
I find the project amusing and imagine the editors rounded out the [...]

…so runs the middle line of a marvelous Merwin poem published in March in the New Yorker.
And so water splashed down the middle of my day, cleansing, replacing.
I opened the door to watch colors washing, the drops marring the stillness of the pool a few steps from my door;

but then, flashes of [...]

It feels good to get lost in your spam folder every once in a while. Lately, my folder has been full of silly spambot memes, and I took today’s batch to make a poem called steganography.