Poem: “Floral Soundtrack”
This poem is for Kelly. She had her artwork up in one of the galleries during last night’s art walk, and asked me to create a poem that might serve as a title for one of her pieces.
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Time Traveling into a Well-Kept Room
I remember feeling strange, to be in the town but not of the town. I came across Shaughnessy’s Our Andromeda while quietly stacking inventory for Princeton students in need of textbooks. She was a local poet, working with the Princeton MFA’s Emerging Writers series and teaching at Rutgers. Now, returning back to the east coast, to New Jersey, to Newark–it seemed like the perfect time to read Shaughnessy’s newest poetry book, So Much Synth, during the five hour flight from Los Angeles.
Typewriter Poem: “With Ink”
Found out my friend Ryan passed away last year. We met at the Canoga Park Art Walk a few years back…I typed him a poem, he showed me his drawings. Young guy. Potential. We stayed in touch, hanging out and talking, reflecting. The last time we talked, he told me he was focusing on recovery.
“Dishwear”
Rain falling on chicken wire covered trees reminds me of Christmas lights strung along each branch on the boulevard.
Poem: “Friday The 13th” – Hawaii Hitchhiking
On Friday the 13th I had a lucky day hitchhiking. A family picked me up in Lihue Kaua’i Hawaii. They gave me $10 for the bus. I left them this poem. Mahalo!
“Couple #4”
I’m in Hawaii so I don’t exactly feel like updating Typewriter Poetry every day 🙂 But because it’s raining, here’s a poem from April 4th.
“Flaws”
Another orphaned poem. I’m not quite sure what the prompt was, but this one–though ‘unfinished’–feels like a completed poem to me.
“SERIOUS”
Originally Posted: April 12th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “About hookers and cocaine .. I’m serious.”
