How can I make sense of this strange ritual, this performance of grief? Not that grief is not real, or present. It has a face, clenched like a fist. Yes, grief permeates and regret – for suffer… more →
a haiku yeartanglethis wrote 3 months ago: How can I make sense of this strange ritual, this performance of grief? Not that grief is not real, … more →
tanglethis wrote 6 months ago: This time I concede I don’t know what I’m doing. I yield to blind chance. … more →
tanglethis wrote 6 months ago: That tarot card again… If I hide my light in a bush, behind a screen, it’s because of fe … more →
tanglethis wrote 6 months ago: A year comes around. I come up somewhat short, but have plenty of change. … more →
tanglethis wrote 6 months ago: Once during the storm an inner window slammed shut yet I still feel cold … more →
tanglethis wrote 7 months ago: All things old are new: leaves turn over, and I too will emerge flame-haired … more →
tanglethis wrote 7 months ago: Each Sunday now is a tangle of squash, crumbled walnuts, cinnamon. … more →
tanglethis wrote 7 months ago: Some women are secretly angels I know them by sweet glowing smiles, dark crinkled eyes - and I love … more →
tanglethis wrote 7 months ago: what’s one more week, when the bloom is already off this hothouse flower? … more →
tanglethis wrote 7 months ago: beginning again a gain beginning a bane begetting a brain … more →
tanglethis wrote 8 months ago: Voluntary dark an hour of candlelight won’t repay excess. … more →
tanglethis wrote 8 months ago: Tea without sugar, like a synthetic blanket: warmth without comfort. … more →
tanglethis wrote 8 months ago: Oh, this mouth of mine has a mind, and it may speak sweetness or acid. I have been grateful for its … more →
tanglethis wrote 8 months ago: For knowledge, I will wait outside, write lines under pale comfortless sun. … more →
tanglethis wrote 8 months ago: What is a return if it only foreshadows another absence? … more →
tanglethis wrote 9 months ago: How ridiculous: a sworn hedonist who fears pleasure (or its loss?). … more →
tanglethis wrote 9 months ago: I keep losing sight of the soft, quiet spaces I made, or replaced. … more →
tanglethis wrote 10 months ago: To put into words this feeling – does it change it, or make it more real? … more →
tanglethis wrote 10 months ago: Blueberries, coated in cream sherry, dusted with vanilla sugar. This small luxury is prescribed to s … more →