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a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

April 3, 2004

small

it is not the large things
which astonish
us

the chickadee fits
in the palm
of your hand

in a crowded prison
a man carves spirit
masks

the size
of your finger
tip

Poems

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Anita

April 3, 2004 at 4:25 pm

Beautiful. Thank you.

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Big Sky Dave

April 4, 2004 at 9:55 pm

“The chickadee fits in the palm of your hand.”
Love that line.

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Ancestral (Artificial )Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

small

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