always a curious thing to me, Roger, when poets feel that their inspiration, their brilliance, their talents, have dried up. if you've got "it", and you do, "it" insists on accompanying you.
me not playing pollyanna, me remarking on what's gloriously evident. "It" enjoys your doubts, i sometimes think. it will just yawn at you, stretch, turn over, and enjoy the next poetic ride. nice . . . don't you think?
j
> From: Roger Day <[log in to unmask]>
> Date: 2005/11/18 Fri PM 06:15:51 EST
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: november song
>
> Thankyou.
>
> I was afraid that once I'd exhausted my post-divorce stuff I would dry
> up. This hasn't happened. I've found remarks in this community very
> supportive.
>
> Roger
>
> On 11/18/05, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > the stumble effect works well here Roger, so found the pile-up very
> > effective.
> >
> >
> > On 17-Nov-05, at 2:31 PM, Roger Day wrote:
> >
> > > stumble legs into november
> > > blue sweets in a green jar
> > > hide and seek behind a glass door
> > > safeties off in nasty weather
> > > the wrong tea bag, toast sweat
> > > targets squared, sequencing PAVE
> > > bread crumbs on the bread board
> > > mercy of fuel-air weapons for sleeping farmers
> > > vertices glow in untethered fury
> > > a hard mind
> > > whispers of rotten wood in load-bearing stanchions
> > > lodgements of grey dust in scoured flesh
> > > rhizomatic networks grip a body impolitic
> > > pale emphasis
> > > twist uplift of leaves
> > > a magician opens her cave
> > > glisten slyly in shadows,
> > >
> > > --
> > > http://www.badstep.net/
> > > http://www.cb1poetry.org.uk/
> > >
> > >
> > Douglas Barbour
> > 11655 - 72 Avenue NW
> > Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9
> > (780) 436 3320
> >
> > Each leaf a runnel the
> > roofs now skiffs in green
> > I've never done anything
> > but begin.
> > Lisa Robertson
> >
>
>
> --
> http://www.badstep.net/
> http://www.cb1poetry.org.uk/
>
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