fingering the gauntlet of day (April ghazal)

fingering the gauntlet of day (April ghazal) spring-brown grass sparrows where people wait for buses non-paths bulge hard-packed low wet edge twist treads with shifted weights wait there is time yet to procrastinate wart worry slip toe mudded delicious sink wind river lashed rain dash for cover is for others hermetic skin long shrift skywaterland […]

Lampman III

The idea of randomizing Lampman more has happened. I threw a cover on the bed and the new sonnet with different set of rhymes made their individual word way to the floor. Before recording what I had. That’s the way the poem crumbles. So, what have we here upside down and following paths of chaos? […]