Alone in the digger outback
At the end of Piper Hill Road
Crossed by vulture shadows
Mid-July
I balance precariously the 2 x 8 x 14 skirt board
On my knee
Twenty feet up the bent extension ladder
In my mouth a passel of sixteen-penny nails
Praying nothing shifts -Steiger
just rough sketches. loose, with lots of room for more developed ideas. i think most of your writing should be accompanied by serious illustration, which this completely lacks..
a world peopled by the unbalanced
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ReplyDeletejust rough sketches. loose, with lots of room for more developed ideas. i think most of your writing should be accompanied by serious illustration, which this completely lacks..
Deletei disagre. i love the humor, especially c. on the ladder, and library lady. your illustrations bring c.'s poems to life.
ReplyDeletei'll keep playing around with the humorous
Deletedid you get my pong-pome for Lewie?
ReplyDeleteEven as I pulled myself across the floor
Gales of laughter coming out of me
Accused on massaging the pong score
It just confirmed my larceny
ha, i'll have to try it out with the pen. i'm a sucker for rhymes, table tennis, and score accusations.
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