Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“You can’t write the clear biography of the aches and pains inside your skull” ~ Harrison from Skull / Songs of Unreason I didn’t decide to be a poet. Rather, the poet found my mind lush fertile ground for prophecies and fantasies to be… Continue Reading “Purity”
“I’ve spent a lifetime trying to learn the language of the dead” ~ Jim Harrison from Sister in Songs of Unreason In the quiet early hours before morning blooms I yearn to catch their voices amid the scattered ruins and revel in… Continue Reading “Minstrels”
A dying friend once asked of me, what is death? You’re a poet can you tell me please, what should I expect?
“The hardest part is when the river is too swift and goes underground for days on end” ~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason My soul the river rushing over stones of memories buried in sand some more grand and beautiful breathless times remembering glistening… Continue Reading “Gravity”
I took a nap and wept for no reason” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason And when I weep are my tears the color of the turquoise sky reflecting in my eyes or are they the white feathered clouds… Continue Reading “Spectrum”
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