the re-read

I re-read my words 
and try to remember the time
but ultimately I remember the mood
that goes with every rhyme.
In some I smile and bask in the joy
that comes from when the writing is done.
In others I relive the darkness
that had enveloped me
as it encroached on my soul
but as I wrote those words
I was finally able to let it go.
I don't know what people
will see
what they will read
what they will eventually
believe of me.
But if they could identify
and know those moments
inhabit us all…
Then I did my duty
and it was worth it all.



there are a lot of sentences scattered
throughout my home, 
scattered like litter 
clogging up my life.
in a cloud of disconnected thoughts
they deserve further exploration
perhaps placement in some poem.
until then they linger
like the silent part of the conversation
trapped in the ether
of a distracted mind
still looking for a home…

Currently sorting through that litter and will be sharing more words including past posts from previous versions of this blog.

corkboards with poem title and index cards

on editing

Way back when I edited and published a book. It was a long arduous process but the editing really took off after I got the first proof back.

My brother had an apartment on the other side of our building. He was also out of town a lot. So I kind of took it over to focus. There was no internet, cable and a very weak cell signal, but there was a tv and dvds.

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