WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

readwritepoem

  • Homunculus of Dreams

       She keeps them in a jeweled box. It turns itself inside out. She flies into an infinite sky. A flaming bird breaks the glass, its broken body lies, martyred, on the gravel ground. She walks with me on distant beaches. I am lost in the phantasmagorical sea. The shaman cuts the cord, the gypsy… Continue reading

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  • Homunculus

    I am having a terrible time with this prompt. I have three responses so far. The first is all feeling, no form. The second is boring. The third is all form, no feeling. I'm working on a fourth. In the meantime, though, I post #3:    I think I am. It seems a reasonable formulation.… Continue reading

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  • This is Your Life

     XX by nwolc MP3 File A wood. All branches bare, except for the hundreds of tiny lizards hanging by their tails, crooked legs stretched out, tiny hands reaching, bodies swaying in the almost visible breeze, black limbs, white sky, then a meadow, tall grasses, wildflowers, a wooden chair standing in the meadow, many-times-painted many colors,… Continue reading

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  • An Olfactory Meditation

    The current prompt from ReadWritePoem is: Walk around this week with your sniffer in high gear. Or take a moment right now to conjure up your favorite sense memories: Movie popcorn, gasoline, firewood, bed linens hung out on a washing line to dry – what is it that the sense of smell evokes for you?… Continue reading

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  • Snapshot Poem 02 July 02008

    Where I used to live, light will be embracing this day all the way around. Here, where I live now, light is shorter, night longer, days waver less noticeably. Again and again I dream of moving. Places strange and familiar; neighbors oddly unknown. Today one of the young squirrelstook bread from the feeder and came… Continue reading

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