#PoetryFactory
Would it be more profitable
To be a painter paid by the word
Or a poet paid by the pound?
Notes and observations on the craft and the curse of being a writer.
Would it be more profitable
To be a painter paid by the word
Or a poet paid by the pound?
…And my inner child’s none too sparky about it neither but I went to write my grandfather a letter last week and Candy is down, shamefully, down due to neglect.
You said, Moonboots & spacesuits
ain’t never made a man— True, however
Nia said, Whosoever would be, alas,
done already had at least one
Muse clad in cowboy boots n’ denim
So, Where is it then
My silvertine friend
She said to a raven
She said to a loon
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
In the beginning there was only Speed.
Maybe I’m preoccupied. Or just occupied. So many unnecessary fixes, pre- and/or suf-, maybe I’ve been occupied since before the beginning. Maybe my mind is just occupied. I live here, for one.
All I know about these things is less is more. Subject, verb, then object if any. Stop. Have a breath. Must remember to breathe. Use few. Few as possible. Flammable. The more you know the less you use. Careful with kindling. Do not ignite. Less flammable out There when they …
Dear Ms. Rice,
The honeybees are here now giving
the clover a working over,
I love the things that come spilling in
over the booth with the coffee
and the cake at the diner.