Even though I feel pretty ambivalent about the national poetry month thing, I thought I’d try to post something every day — a poem or some thoughts about a book I’ve been reading or an update about eth press or habenicht press, something…
Here are a couple of notebook things I came up with over the past couple days:
April 1
As we age, waves
ribbons verbs
as we age
screens nouns
lines
on a bouncing
ball
as we age traffic
waves light
and waves, heads
nodding towards definite
articles
April 2
Things with their caps
off calling
to you in the night, gaps
in teeth
a window rattling.
Why get up now?
You have grown used
to this feeling, hand
pressing ice on your
shoulder, a woman’s
voice, breath
in your ear
