Story of my life: condensed version
this morning, I meant to
check my bank balance
but
with the time I had
wrote a poem
instead
Story of my life: condensed version
this morning, I meant to
check my bank balance
but
with the time I had
wrote a poem
instead
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
MOSTLY MONTREAL, MOST OF THE TIME
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
Sounds just like me! How do we persuade ourselves to do these necessary but less inspiring things?! But the writing of a poem has its own urgency and it’s an imperative that should never ever be ignored. Or so I think! Keep up with the poems and the bank balance will take care of itself.
oh dapplegrey, I treasure the chance to encourage each other from far away. Keep on with your lovely work, responding to all the urgent desires to make art