The 2009 experiment is almost here. I’m feeling nostalgic. I’m posting one of my faves from experiments gone by…
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from August 3, 2002
Seattle, WA
cherry blossom midnight
sneaking spoons in the
dark hollow cherished
far too many words to
not describe my heart-break
it breaks itself you know
it erases its own glee
tumbling like laundry lists
believe that memory
believe that gesture
don’t believe your eyes
touch is like grapefruit
round and sensitive
the eyes two
vulnerable moments
of now
my god doesn’t like
traffic lights
or marshmallows
my god knows something
about picket lines
and visits to the dentist
I want more of less
much more of less
dwindling down into a single
current of sleep
not darkness something
lucid and malleable
perhaps I am not a poet after all
perhaps I am a
mailbox
There is no solution
to
this mathematics
Haha, I love this mindstream and I ESPECIALLY love marshmallows. This is wonderful.
I want more of less
much more of less
dwindling down into a single
current of sleep
not darkness something
lucid and malleable
I love this part of your poem (stream of consciousness). It’s delightful to see what comes to mind at such late hours. Have a great day.
hey kids, it’s not too late to join us this year. 🙂
yes, Michelle, that’s the beauty of the experiment… the mind is in such a mysterious / magical space.
With all good intentions I have committed to giving it a go this year, but you know it’s much earlier and tired-er at 3:15am in Sydney than it is for most, Perth notwithstanding. I can see why you faved this piece. Fabulous.
A beautiful soft rhythm and flow and very delicate phrasing highlighting a tender idea. Lovely.
Brad – fantastic! Careful, though… it’s addicting! I’ve been doing it since 1993 and I can’t imagine not participating (even if it weren’t official).
Thanks, Paul. I always think of these things as collaborations. My consciousness, my dream state, and all the other participants…