Solid Quarter

Blogging about poetry and poetics with a focus on the New Orleans poetry community.

Thursday, January 14, 2021

Yet the Frame Held

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When the pitch falls, who sings for you  To have a new feeling in the hopelessness of now & no outside of nature, memory is how we keep ...
Sunday, January 10, 2021

Raw Towns

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  For Bill Lavender In the heart of deep hearts, no voodoo dolls The shape of days, the hours we met and disappear, time So fast it takes yo...
Friday, January 08, 2021

Stand Closer

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  i bet this place is a bone silent whistling  under stars, the vowels of time, a constant  we made it this far but not very far from where ...
Wednesday, January 06, 2021

Kiosks of No Returns

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  Kiosk  of No Returns   surive  just about everything & you’ll end up at the mall near  the end of the movie,   ​ when  my grandmother ...
Sunday, December 20, 2020

Ghost Fog

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      you become abandon itself bold in the taking dance upon unsafe floors knowing death could arrive; it could be brutal  this world schem...
Wednesday, December 16, 2020

Thresh: Hole

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 Thresh: Hole stand in the sound of angels threshing like the palm fronds we painted & held over our dead poured into the river wherever...
Saturday, October 31, 2020

Love Does Not Exist

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if you don't love me, it's because love does not exist if you don't love me, it's because love does not exist if you don...
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Friday, October 30, 2020

Echo of Lost

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 time is a feature of our minds at each moment, we are at the edge of a paradise called now, nothing can be in two places the mind projects ...
Thursday, October 29, 2020

Serpah less Listen

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"I am your loved one, lost from eternity"  -D. di Prima   ever aloud saying imagine would you opening wider hearing it they city t...
Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Fire the Poem

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who can fire the poet, she says but i'm quitting all the time i wanted to retrace a cause, spool into time this measure of what i determ...
Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Severed of Timing

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  severed of hope is there's more of you severed of delusion, & i am [un]-ground- i'd rather make art between us than other shap...
Monday, October 26, 2020

Finger to Tongue

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it sounds ridiculous to be afraid to love someone but that's where childhood gets us we learn the knots of trespass so well i could tie ...
Sunday, October 25, 2020

Dropped of Desire

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i'm going to take notes as we go under as it capsizes i'm going to small in the terrible light of design i'm centered on amaze c...
Saturday, October 24, 2020

Seen through Darkly

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 i would eviscerate any knowing of what i am  shall we archive the way we failed at being human  i tired.  to keep pieces. cohere.  to make ...
Friday, October 23, 2020

Passive in Revolution

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grief sharpens us turns us into the ghosts we are slap happy in the world  you can't survive living i have adjusted my expectations arou...
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Thursday, October 22, 2020

Bite Down Hard

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i imagine we ship off imagine we stow away  i imagine the barges come and go on the river we stalk around undetected we slippery rats among ...
Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Solid as Wave

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you've been nothing but bounded your whole lie, i mean life to speak of it i have fully embraced giving up  boundaries risk nothing and ...
Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Ashes from Ashes

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      we'll get to it, what this.  this is a what. this is a type of   a burning.  a what. i mean.  it's calling.  calling what.  no...
Monday, October 19, 2020

Don't Be Afraid

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this is the us of our country. the us of our diligent courses. the us of financial disparity. the us of consuming resources. the us of hoard...
Sunday, October 18, 2020

Return to Begin

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i had to bring you back.  to the first photograph,  so you can see. as i see.  the world dusty stained with fingerprints  the way everything...
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