Architecture
To write
is a form
of delicate
making,
a taking of
architecture
from mind
to page,
from blue
print to
breaking
ground
similar to
stacking
playing
cards to
form a
house,
leaning
paper thin
ideas against
one
another
in pursuit of
a whole,
each card
located
and pulled
out of the dark
vortex
of the mind
and given
flickering
life, set
in some
lean-to
arrangement,
and you can
stack a good
number
of words like
a tower
before
the nature of
their juxtaposition,
or worse,
the weight of
their totality
necessitates
editing,
which can feel
like the moment
someone opens
a window.
So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)
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Poem: January 21, 2026
Forecast Just suggest the possibility of snow on the horizon, and I become truly useless. The storm’s three days away and on a weekend, but ...
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Maintaining Some people won’t straighten their desks at the end of the day, but I do, most days, and I sweep the floor as well, ten to tw...
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Couple Bring me the sunset in a cup, warm golden, glowing slow on the bank of some old world river or the shore of an ocean. The two of us,...
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Commitment I get that my whiteness is in no way a burden, and I’ve no right to think it’s anything less than a boon that daily, in this time...
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