Category Archives: prose poem

Dinosaur Jones

In the chaos of the Trump administration–and at the moment impeachment inquiry and Middle East policy dominating the news–it’s hard to pick one bad move from another out of the pile (at least for those of us whose brains have … Continue reading

Posted in prose poem, Publication News | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

blood and ashes

Two Men Standing (blood and ashes) There was a third man, a first man, a failed first, a forever failing first. You’ll find him in the blank space to my right, on that pedestal of dirty laundry. He’s gone, was … Continue reading

Posted in prose poem | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Mondays with Pessoa: Bernardo’s Lament

He remembers a sense of several lives passing through the one. Beyond the torture of impatient youth, of fearful ignorant youth, beyond the common pains, all of his lives seemed to converge on the quivering edge of—not promise, not yet … Continue reading

Posted in Mondays with Pessoa, prose poem | Tagged , | 9 Comments

Monday with Pessoa: Who Are You, Reading Me?

I am like the sun shining on a cold day. You will not see me or feel me for I have already died. And if I have properly discovered the truth of consciousness then you only experience me through your … Continue reading

Posted in Mondays with Pessoa, prose poem | Tagged , | 8 Comments

Monday with Pessoa: Two Players

To think or to feel? Or what third thing among the stage-sets in the back? –Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet A mover of volatile parts, placid between harsh light and dream shadow, indifferent to one as to the other, or … Continue reading

Posted in Mondays with Pessoa, prose poem | Tagged , , | 3 Comments