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: March 12, 2024
No One I run until I am invisible and free from the tendrils of the day and the treadmill and the others who fill this space, free of my gho...
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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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Through a Crack in the Door Think of those times late at night, really any time in the long expanse of life when you are walking down any em...
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No One I run until I am invisible and free from the tendrils of the day and the treadmill and the others who fill this space, free of my gho...
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