My Philly firsts
#1 sharing space #AWP22 with an SF legend #samuelrdelaney #Afrofuturism #2 viewed liberty’s crack #3 amazed at the power of objects: cups & saucers & spoons China Wedge (1994) by Mei-Ling Hom
Park(ed) Memory
someone or some (history) blanked abe’s eyes (out) in front of a building 3000 miles away from me now/home. he got shot (not too far) from me in now/new home. this/his bust isn’t exactly busted but those eyes – eerily bruised like justice or (us)
Raging Riffs
James Panera’s review of the exhibition entitled “Riffs and Relations: African American Artists and the European Modernist Tradition” at the Phillips Collection is an interesting read if you like intellectual musings and “disses” by arm chair critics on derivative (blk) art – see comments. Sad to read (but not too surprised) that MAGA land and the …
Awake
Morshawn dreamed himself awake flowers in porcelain toilets & tubs clogged fair warning something was happening
Flip Turn
If it weren’t for pop-ups, run-away-ascents, I’d be diving instead of speculating fictive rhyme schemes (abababcc).
Surfacing
I’m re-entering Surfacing. Free diving – the extreme sport. Epic poem as metaphor. Really ready to reenter where it began. Flicking away the pretend – afraid to lose consciousness during this ascent. Rhyme scheme ottva rima (abababcc).
Final Notice
Note. Us.
Body (BAG)
Double bottom. Six million. Unemployed. We’re leaking (out). Whose body? Whose bag? Times up.
Poetry Warriors & Other Such Heroes
My wife & sister both said on separate phone calls that I sounded good this week, sounded like I was floating. We can blame the floating on the Cave Canem summer retreat I attended outside of Pittsburgh this week. A hard (not soft) break from work, untethered – no Blackberry, no webmail in the cloud. …