WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

tulip

April 28, 2004

Snapshot 28 April 02004

yesterday open-toed sandals and opening tulips old lovers come to me in dreams this morning fresh snow whitening the mountains the paper tells me bulltrout and cut- throats will find more water flowing through the losing reach between the mainstem river and spawning gravels green exploding skies above Iraq elderly ladies show off their May-Day… Continue reading

Photos 2004, Snapshot Poems 2004

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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.

tulip

Snapshot 28 April 02004