hovering over
the generous blank
the pen wonders how to improve
on all that potential—
oasis without a trail
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged ars poetica, blank, writing on September 13, 2020| 2 Comments »
hovering over
the generous blank
the pen wonders how to improve
on all that potential—
oasis without a trail
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged blank, quiet, silence on August 28, 2020| Leave a Comment »
unsure what to say—
letting the blank page
write on me
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged answer, ars poetica, blank, question, truth on August 11, 2020| 6 Comments »
All these years of wandering,
toward what? On a blank page,
where are the secrets hidden?
How many mysterious paths?
If there is a truth, perhaps it, too, is blank.
If there is way, perhaps it, too, is wandering.
Sometimes I just want the answer.
Always it comes back to this:
An orbit. A spiral. A mobius trip.
A boundary curve where the question
is its own topology, where the question
is its own astonishing arrival.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged authority, blank, poem, poetry, power, snow on October 30, 2018| Leave a Comment »
the world is new again,
white and blank, a page
waiting for us to write
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged alter ego, blank, poem, poetry, willfulness on March 26, 2014| 1 Comment »
In permanent black marker,
no less. But first
she rewrites the question.