WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

flower

April 4, 2006

crocus

for Erin Continue reading

garden, Photos 2006

crocus, flower, photo, photograph, spring
March 24, 2006

march flowers

My 30 Day Photo Challenge Flickr Set Continue reading

30DayPhoto

flower, photograph
October 4, 2005

Blogging Poet

Billy The Blogging Poet says that I am probably as well known as any other blogging poet in the world. This can’t be right. It’s the cats, isn’t it? Excuse me, I have to go write some poems. Continue reading

garden, Photos 2005, Weblogs

Blogging, flower, photograph, poet, rose
June 23, 2005

Computer Overload

Argh. Headache. Step away from the iBook . . . ! But first, a few photos that have been languishing: See you tomorrow! Continue reading

garden, Photos 2005, The Laptop Saga

flower, foxglove, honeysuckle, iBook, kiwi, photograph, rose
May 11, 2005

Snapshot 11 May 02005

Because I do not write, tulips fillwith rain. I lose track of the moon.The air is damp and heavy with spring.Cloud-white parakeet gently cleans the face of her blue mate. Overnightcottonwoods leaf out and this morningpale blossoms grace the ash trees.This orchid stubbornly continues to bloom. On Friday, that unluckythirteenth, my fifty-seventh birthdayfalls. The black… Continue reading

Photos 2005, Snapshot Poems 2005

flower, orchid, photograph, poem, poetry, snapshot

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.

flower

crocus

march flowers

Blogging Poet

Computer Overload

Snapshot 11 May 02005