Springing open

.             The color of     bursting .      our seams    splitting open  with the convergence                     of   refusal .         flexible entry— .             Before us,                               becomes .       the passageway for       ambivalent     misunderstanding Childhood  telephone  games .                                     no longer serving their functional authority— ___________________________________ a pipe-bursting pool of .                             possibility  flows  into  this .      dark alley,                lighting up    the  sky…

Daily practice

A few of my new poems written throughout my day: Here,          we call “conversation” .                      glare                 glance                 glaze over .          conventions    of    conflict .                     go between lines              and find with no resolution .                            unyielding           unlonged-for ______________________________ Wince     hollow     echo     bloom .            these   brief    pauses when   thought   dissipates   into   sound We ought to just— .                                …

Work in it

I have really been enjoying the practice of writing a few lines scattered throughout my day.  It has enlivened my sense of productivity, both in poetry and work, I think. Here are a few of my working-girl poems: Arranged by volumes .                    of water                  ways                      through tension                accentuated          by          sunlight .         Inclement     anticipation all     salt  …

Inspiration

I have been in a serious creative slump for a while now.  I try to tell myself it’s all part of my process, which it is, but that ends up feeling a little disappointing.  I want to be writing, painting, creating.  I want to be expending my creative juices on more than just tweaking my…