Category: Freewriting

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #93

A half-finished bridge is a lure,a line to an unmarked haven.Hanging in midair, the eyesnaturally complete the shape.Workers on the edge, melding the rebar, their helmets lit with the light of progress, process. I distract myself as we duck under them, our cabducking in and out of snaking crowds, looking for the next exit. My […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #92

The sun must dip under the horizonlike ducking under a gantry, breaking its way into a secured compoundwhere the secret to all that makes up happinesscan be found, or perhaps,where every past love has gone to die a slow burning as they grind their knees to dust on the cold uncaring linoleum floor of an […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #91

A week from now, the sea willbend itself back, pulling at theedges of continents and islands, tugging them together again with the slow patient touch of a long-loved grandfather. Yesterday, I dreamt about the long journey it would take to shorten this distance; in a snowy terminal,flanked by snaking briar trees naked for the winter, […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #90

There is a slack in the arm,where the elbow bends taut like a crane dipping its head into the water. Its beak disappearingonly to reeemergefilled with fish. The way the scales must run,all slimy and cobblestone,down the tongue. To cut to the point I am feeling like a felled treethe thud of timber muffled on […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #89

An intruder in the garden, two steps by two steps. We are alone but only for the brief periodbetween one hue of the sky to another. The sun sets too soonfor any work to be done and we are home again Waiting for the minute hand to lay itself on twelve Twelve handsTwelve bodies Twelve […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #88

Variations on a theme. The taste of freshly cut pear in the mouth, theoff tune of seagulls by the pier. The swirl of wine in a green glass bottle. In this poem, we are going, back to a timewhen we did not know what it took to hurt one another. People strolling down the sidewalk, […]

FREEWRITING EXERICSE #86

Silence, then. Silence on a silver platter, silence in the central column of our spines.Silence in the hallways. Threesteps down a wooden staircase,the familiar gallop of a manrushing on his way to work;his hands running down the bannister as though a flourishon a keyboard. In the deep thick mud of my insignificant anxieties I find […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #85

Arms take to music, each limb a swaying branch, my room anopera’s booth; music streams softly down the mountains of my shoulders. I am perpetual in rehearsal, drinking in the introductory steps to how I canbe art, which is to say. how I can obfuscate which I am to say.I imagine the artist’s mind like […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #84

Always defined by what we lack, the donut made wholewith its hole. I am not true;I have not been to anyoneit seems. In me, a lack of concrete. Of grounding. Acloset full of masks – or are they all the same face?I have grown too weary to try each one in the mirror.So I find […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #83

I have been careful recently / walkingabout with my pockets full / of various words and phrases I saved / for the daywhen you make your way / back into our house of joined hands / an arm can itself be an envelope / collapsing lovers into mirror-pools / looking formuch better mail routes / […]