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“I regret to say I'm
unable to reply to your unexpressed desires.”
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unable to reply to your unexpressed desires.”
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“Poetry is language playing with itself.”
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“Please approach with care these figures in black.
Regard with care the weight they bear,
the scars that mark their hearts.
Do you think you can handle these bodies of graphite & coal dust?
This color might rub off. A drop of this red liquid
could stain your skin.
This black powder could blow you sky high.
No ordinary pigments blacken our blues.
Would you mop the floor with this bucket of blood?
Would you rinse your soiled laundry in this basin of tears?
Would you suckle hot milk from this cracked vessel?
Would you be baptized in this fountain of funky sweat?
Please approach with care
these bodies still waiting to be touched.
We invite you to come closer.
We permit you to touch & be touched.
We hope you will engage with care.”
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Regard with care the weight they bear,
the scars that mark their hearts.
Do you think you can handle these bodies of graphite & coal dust?
This color might rub off. A drop of this red liquid
could stain your skin.
This black powder could blow you sky high.
No ordinary pigments blacken our blues.
Would you mop the floor with this bucket of blood?
Would you rinse your soiled laundry in this basin of tears?
Would you suckle hot milk from this cracked vessel?
Would you be baptized in this fountain of funky sweat?
Please approach with care
these bodies still waiting to be touched.
We invite you to come closer.
We permit you to touch & be touched.
We hope you will engage with care.”
―
“As you have forgotten, so one day
might you remember how to be wild
and bewildered, to be wilder and be wilderness?”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
might you remember how to be wild
and bewildered, to be wilder and be wilderness?”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
“Thinking thought to be a body wearing language as clothing or language a body of thought which is a soul or body the clothing of a soul, she is veiled in silence. A veiled, unavailable body makes an available space.”
― Trimmings
― Trimmings
“Walking the path, I stop to pick up
bleached bark from a tree, curled into
a scroll of ancient wisdom I am unable to read.
Even in my dreams I’m hiking
these mountain trails expecting to find a rock
that nature has shaped to remind me of a heart.”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
bleached bark from a tree, curled into
a scroll of ancient wisdom I am unable to read.
Even in my dreams I’m hiking
these mountain trails expecting to find a rock
that nature has shaped to remind me of a heart.”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
“We proudly harvest rainwater”—a sign
in a neighbor’s yard. With a deep barrel
I could humbly and thankfully harvest rain.”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
in a neighbor’s yard. With a deep barrel
I could humbly and thankfully harvest rain.”
― Urban Tumbleweed: Notes from a Tanka Diary
