Excerpts from two new postcard poems

An excerpt from “Postcard unto the winsome get along”:

There are many ways to stay in the world, and be is the longest verb there is. What good a hard-working camouflage that never chances a dance in the wide wide wide. Don’t just lie there, take it like a tiger.

An excerpt from “Postcard unto weather not the fickle is intentioned”:

I am wrestling with the words because they ruffle me restless first. They started somewhere else – muses, Martians, mine-shaft of a certain attentive mindset – but I will be the one to put a stop on it. The big lie is true when the personal is more than one at a time can plausibly put on. How many minutes you can hold your breath beneath it all.


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