WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

journal

June 4, 2012

Inexplicable

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Digital Collage / Scrapbook / Art Journal

Art, collage, digi, digital, journal, love
May 10, 2012

Despair

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Digital Collage / Scrapbook / Art Journal

Art, collage, digi, digital, journal
May 4, 2012

Time

Art Journal Caravan w/Tangie Baxter: Itinerary #17 {My Inner Compass: Am I treating time as the currency it is?} Answer: I am not. Unless procrastination counts. [Click the image to see credits & larger sizes at flickr.] Continue reading

Digital Collage / Scrapbook / Art Journal

Art, Art Journal Caravan, collage, digi, digital, journal, time
April 9, 2012

conundrum

For Art Journal Caravan w/Tangie Baxter: Itinerary #13 {Wordography: Conundrum} This word had me stumped (ha!) for quite awhile. Then I considered the main conundrum of my own life; the need to balance my inherent introversion, which is much exacerbated by illness, with the need for human connection. I'm either exhausted, or isolated.… Continue reading

digital art journaling

Art, Art Journal Caravan, CFIDS, CFS, chronic fatigue syndrome, chronic illness, collage, digi, digital, journal
March 31, 2012

Castle | Fortress

For Art Journal Caravan w/Tangie Baxter – Adventure Quest in Cartography #03 March: Castle Fortress [Click the image to see credits & larger sizes at flickr.] Continue reading

Digital Collage / Scrapbook / Art Journal

Art, Art Journal Caravan, castle, collage, digi, digital, fortress, journal

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.

journal

Inexplicable

Despair

Time

conundrum

Castle | Fortress