I wish you’d tell me when you’re changing the formatting.
Can I do poems now?
Looks like not.
I’m putting this up just for a minute to see if it changes anything. I bet it doesn’t.
6 hours, 43 minutes
a tiny gazetteer
Broken bannister painted brown.
Somewhere in Quebec:
Two sons, their separate ways.
Nothing but the garden. 128 more words
7 hours, 3 minutes
COUNTING ON THE YOUNG–a dream poem
Someone had to make many cookies, the young woman agreed,
so the old woman went to her house at the appointed hour but… 106 more words
5 days, 12 hours
It doesn’t take much of a ritual;
but you do need a definite ending:
a monogrammed handkerchief bound to a bough
of the gingko tree you started from seed, 79 more words
1 week, 4 days
FIGURE AND GROUND
She is a shadow on the grass. She
is a shadow cast by a star so plain
it bears a simple name. She is a figure… 88 more words
2 weeks, 2 days
WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
The world has been coming apart from the start.
From Abel and Cain; those 40 Days of Rain–
From the start, the world has come apart. 48 more words
3 weeks, 3 days
Extra Credits is an excellent series of videos about computer game design presented in a very entertaining and accessible way.
Occasionally Extra Credits turn their attention to history for a series called… 301 more words
1 month, 1 week