Little Billboards #4
My thoughts burn with snow–the hazards of Alabamasummer haiku. Continue reading Little Billboards #4
Category: Poetry
Little Billboards #5
the spine dry contoursa rattle on a dirt roadthe map of human life Continue reading Little Billboards #5
From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Originally published at Eunoia Solstice in 2013. Though not often, I have written commemorative poems. Composing this way can be stressful, but also inspiring. It connects to ancient traditions, to times when the bard’s song was a monument as important as statuary. The specificity of the audience, rather than the imaginary, amorphous readers that I … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: He was not for all ages, but for that one time!
Little Billboards #84
Citrus Smokestacks(found poem–pg. 21 of Eric Schlosser’sFast Food Nation) The town out on the edge nicknamed “Citrus Smokestacks”had just sixty inhabitants. It was the last stop.Tourists and migrants jammed cheap motels.A local motorcycle club, “Airborne Angels,”celebrated families and small children and Marlon Brando. They supplied a new yin and yang. The Hunterwrote of shoplifting culture. … Continue reading Little Billboards #84
Little Billboards #87
From the Eunoia Archives: Accidental Lyrics
When we started Eunoia Solstice, Eric and I wanted to post compositional prompts and games. We called it “The Goading,” but only managed to goad each other. Here is one of the prompts we developed and my response to it using song titles. MyTunes Remixa. Open iTunes and view your songs according to artist. b. Sort … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: Accidental Lyrics
The Week That Was, or Brokefoot Poutin’
Remember last week and all that great weather and trips to the park? This week began in rain (and ended in rain) and a broken foot for our youngest who was just getting the hang of sliding down the “fire pole” by herself. She’s in a cast and a Franken-boot since it’s more dangerous for … Continue reading The Week That Was, or Brokefoot Poutin’
The Week That Was, or Red Planet Aligned
We’ve had great weather here, so when the kids get home we’ve been going to the park. I miss when the geese would waddle around us. Now there’s just screeching trees, but at least the insects and the heat haven’t taken over…yet. Mostly it’s just Spider-Man jumps and running around the playground. My oldest likes … Continue reading The Week That Was, or Red Planet Aligned
The Week That Was, or You got some Duncan Idaho on my Gurney Halleck.
The week began with some semi-restful snow days. I don’t believe anyone in our home was permanently damaged, though a few tears were shed and more than a few markers bled. The almost-four-year-old sang while we were discussing dinner plans. Her song began, “Tiki masala / I need a dolla.” Not bad. I wrote about … Continue reading The Week That Was, or You got some Duncan Idaho on my Gurney Halleck.
Stephen McClurg 