514. Supple in Seattle

October 29, 2015
by Splabman

More Salish art and a poem resulting from what the postcard fest instructions suggested since year 1, that is “something of the here and now” should/could get into the poem. That’s what postcards are after all, no? My ongoing battle with dehydration and the fest as respite from life in pre-crash USAmerican empire are also recurring themes of the work.

514. Supple in Seattle

1 Comment

  1. Brendan McBreen

    “the poem reveals
    its own
    in gray Autumn
    the face
    of my interconnected
    by spiders
    on two sides
    of the glass

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