Monthly Archives: June 2004

And Now a Word from Our Sponsors

Posted on June 23, 2004 by John

Speaking hypothetically [which might mean communicating virtually by forcing directed bursts of recently inhaled oxygen-nitrogen-miscellaneous ethereal non-visible compounds to rise from within the air sac viscera through the windpipe and past a discerning set of vocal chords (say, a G-major-minor-7 … Continue reading →

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Box Haiku

Posted on June 22, 2004 by John

Inside the small box that is our experience there is nothing new: the folded edges let in small amounts of light to read old news by. But the lid is loose — a gentle push opens it; look, there is … Continue reading →

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Beat Cops (the Pilot)

Posted on June 22, 2004 by John

Introduction to a Poem Requested by a Dear Friend. Please note: dear friend is somewhat of an ambiguous phrase, which should not be misconstrued to mean that I have anything against any deer, elk, moose, springbok, or other non-horse, leaping, … Continue reading →

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No Surprise At All

Posted on June 22, 2004 by John

She said that she was longing for the life that she once had The changes they were coming fast, and some of them were bad Said she could not believe it Maybe she was going mad And I saw just … Continue reading →

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Concerning Past and Present Loves

Posted on June 22, 2004 by John

Concerning K. I cannot say it came as much surprise There always was a kind of fuzz that lingered in her eyes And anyway, the games you play get serious enough Without the threat of psychopathy breaking all your stuff … Continue reading →

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Father’s Day

Posted on June 21, 2004 by John

Ultimatums are absurd, like “I will not write one more word until those reading clap and say, ‘Bravo!’ and ‘Watch the genius play!’” The Sufis had it right, I think: “Don’t name wells from which you won’t drink”; and yet, … Continue reading →

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A Litha Blessing

Posted on June 19, 2004 by John

The stripling lad born weak at Beltane’s fire now stands, and draws his measure proud and tall; he takes the throne with passion and desire, and bids the fading shadows to withdraw. Upon this longest day, he reigns supreme, the … Continue reading →

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