Stranger Things
Three missing dog posters stapled
To the telephone pole on the corner.
Three dogs, all toy, stacked vertically
Like totems of cuteness and loss.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009: Quoted From: Violet Voice-stranger things (via Laura Serra)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009: Quoted from: http://19.media.tumblr.com/7HeISNO1Jo67vylmImrgqkEEo1_400.jpg
Her wooden stool shifted its weight
along with her body—a slight lean
backward, and the stool obeyed,
a back leg buckling slightly.
She’d always been able to control
Her surroundings—she called forth
“walk” signs or green traffic lights.
Doors swung open without her touch,
crowds parted cleanly so that she might
move through them, might impart some
of her magic. Like Neptune conductingthe sea and salty air, harvesting storms.
along with her body—a slight lean
backward, and the stool obeyed,
a back leg buckling slightly.
She’d always been able to control
Her surroundings—she called forth
“walk” signs or green traffic lights.
Doors swung open without her touch,
crowds parted cleanly so that she might
move through them, might impart some
of her magic. Like Neptune conductingthe sea and salty air, harvesting storms.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
New Inspirations for the Storialist
Hello Readers,
On this site, you may be surprised to find poems referencing images not on The Sartorialist. Do not be alarmed.
While I will still draw inspiration from The Sartorialist frequently, I will be broadening my sources for images.
And now back to your regularly scheduled program.
On this site, you may be surprised to find poems referencing images not on The Sartorialist. Do not be alarmed.
While I will still draw inspiration from The Sartorialist frequently, I will be broadening my sources for images.
And now back to your regularly scheduled program.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009: Quoted from: Williams-Sonoma
When peeled from jars and bottles,
Labels leave behind a sticky film.
Postage stamps, too, when removed
Post-licking allow their backings to remain.
I was told that bees leave their stinger
And usually their lives in their victims.
Have you felt barer, recently?
When you left, something of you stayed behind
ghostly, gossamer, near-invisible, and yes,
capable of causing fleeting pain.
Labels leave behind a sticky film.
Postage stamps, too, when removed
Post-licking allow their backings to remain.
I was told that bees leave their stinger
And usually their lives in their victims.
Have you felt barer, recently?
When you left, something of you stayed behind
ghostly, gossamer, near-invisible, and yes,
capable of causing fleeting pain.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009: On the Street….Striped Right, Florence
The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night
Was like the conscious being of the book.
-Wallace Stevens, “The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm”
Red or blue ribbon is sewn into the spines
Of some books. Satin leeches that dribble
Out of the gold-edged pages, and slither
Into the pages that you close and put away.
Later, when you nudge the book from its shelf
Or stack, do the pages fall open like a gown
Unfastening, falling to the floor, revealing
The message you sent yourself: begin again here.
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