December 2010
67 posts
5 minute poem
go—
and know that
you are good.
November 2010
61 posts
2 tags
5 minute poem
your ego is nothing
but substance,
thought;
(un)folding
(dis)heartening
like shards of glass
dissolving
in the tides.
a girl i call home
rnh, 10-18-10
hello, eager feet, i said
when i heard her song
not knowing how or why or from whence she came.
she steadied my hand and talked of things i wanted to listen to
like the laws of chance
like the unreadable
like carving open the skies
just to watch them bleed.
we walked with no particular place
and with no particular time.
one night, in a car in the dark, i learned of her sadness...
Good Winter
rnh, 11-24-10
it was there when i first began to realize that things weren’t going to last,
lying in your backyard on a late summer afternoon while you were at work.
leaves covered the surface of the pool
and i felt my heart quieting.
it was there when we all fought the sun’s rise with our dancing and our laughing and our praise,
crowded in a room lit by the fire in our souls.
...
Stranger on the midnight train
rnh, 11-14-10
Take it,
he said, lifting his hand.
You have witnessed a miracle today!
In his hand was a box
containing
a needle guiding thread;
binding
hope and holy
trial and ruin.
You are broken—
you are free!
0 to infinity
rnh, 12-01-10
a man with a curly mustache wrote me a poem in exchange for a dollar. he sat with his typewriter—the one he takes with him everywhere; the one i’ve seen him with before, in a place not far from here—and asked me: “you, there, lady, what moves you?” he wore a green suit. his tip box was a tin can. “music.”
“the
invisible
isnt so...
"A Time Past" - Denise Levertov
The old wooden steps to the front door where I was sitting that fall morning when you came downstairs, just awake, and my joy at sight of you (emerging into golden day— the dew almost frost) pulled me to my feet to tell you how much I loved you: those wooden steps are gone now, decayed replaced with granite, hard, gray, and handsome. The old steps live only in me: my feet and thighs remember them,...
Robert Knoke
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Image sources: http://www.myspace.com/robertknoke http://scoute.org/culture/robertknoke http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/09/28/portraits-of-an-artist-robert-knoke/
