"And all the secret were shared! / Not knowin' what not to share..."
I wrote "Clay Heads and Cloud Brains" as a reflection on how easily we surrendered our privacy and critical thinking to the "strong fort" of technology. A lament for the clay heads we are becoming while our brains live in the server farms.
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Okay y'all, there's so much fire in my belly right now, the good kind, that I've been gifted with a return of my writing muse. So, the first thing I've written in years, straight from my confused and oft angry soul.
Here's my first piece, back at it. Not perfect, but perfectly me!
Please go check it out at https://archive.org/details/grandpas-tears
Yes, my hosting solution is the Internet Archive.
I hear the music of the spheres.
A kinetic hum.
White noise that allows me to dream of progress.
Of hope.
Thank you, spheres.
I'll hold onto this dream.
I'll dream it more.
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Your room.
Cave was playing on the stereo
The chords rattling and humming
In the liminal space
Dostoyevsky open on the table
the cover bent
The pages creased and straining against the binding.
And you were beautiful
Hidden in the half-glow of the lamp,
A gothic Madonna.
Merging with the darkness.
I looked this poem up so I could easily copy it without needing to type it all out.
I just noticed that the person who posted it EDITED the poem!!! They apparently were uncomfortable with the sticky bit about Death.
I’ve fixed it, here’s what the final lines say, “Why not forget Death, the sharpened blade. Reach in,
take whatever falls into your hand.”
The website I found it on changed it to this, “Why not reach in, take whatever falls into your hand.”
I loathe this behavior! Leave people’s writing alone, FFS!
https://www.bethanyareid.com/danusha-lameris-the-moons-of-august/
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A student of mine recommended the book “Poetry of Presence II” and it’s filled with thought-provoking, inspiring poems by a diverse range of poets! I just shared this one with my Tuesday class.
Cherries
The woman standing in the Whole Foods aisle
over the pyramid of fruit, neatly arranged
under glossy lights, watched me drop
a handful into a paper bag, said how do you do it?
I always have to check each one.
I looked down at the dark red fruit, each cherry
good in its own, particular way
the way breasts are good or birds or stars.
Doesn’t everything that shines carry its own shadow?
A scar across the surface, a worm buried in the sweet flesh.
Why not forget Death, the sharpened blade. Reach in,
take whatever falls into your hand.
Danusha Laméris: The Moons of August (Autumn House Press 2014)
OK, crude in appearance, as WriteFreely is barebones, but here is my poem without a firewall (or illustration): https://rant.li/withered-stumps-of-time/suburban-nature-lover
Green icons,
purple icons,
yellow icons,
blue.
If you need one
custom to your site,
For FREE, I'll do it,
too.
Give a boost,
Give a yell,
Just don't forget
to tell,
Because we've got
one damn good chance,
To match a coffin with
ex-hell.
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imply the existence of fedipoetry?
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