WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

The Love Series

August 16, 2007

Love 2

2. Love is a blustery fellow.He takes me on carnival rides, swings me through air like a doll. I’m a doll with strings; I’m a puppet.I fly, I fall, I twitch. Love is tall and thick and loud. He orders me about. I obey. I obey for the joy of it, for the thrill. Up… Continue reading

Poems, poetry thursday, The Love Series

poem, poetry thursday
August 9, 2007

Love

1. Love came to the door one day demanding to be let in. He folded his arms like a man.I crossed my legs like a woman. What do you want from me? he asked. I said, I want you to open your arms.He said, I want you to open your legs. So we did. Love… Continue reading

Poems, poetry thursday, The Love Series

DISCLAIMERS:

Artificial Intelligence

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

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.

The Love Series

Love 2

Love