Tag: a.i.Art
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27 June: A Thameslink Elegy
This poem is best read accompanied by “Spiegel im Spiegel” by Arvo Pärt. Let the music hold the silence between the lines. The Unspooling: A Thameslink Elegy The morning began folded into metal wings,Calder’s mobiles turning the gallery airinto a cantata of pivots—my ears catching what my eyescouldn’t hold. (I listened, a recording, your voice,…
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25 June: dVerse Poetics
Kintsugi for the Unfriend We were porcelain once—smooth to the touch,holding the lightlike a shared secret. Then the fracture:a word dropped,a silence grown too heavy,the map of usredrawn in fault lines. Now the gold comes—not to mend,but to make memoriesof what broke. Each lacquered seama testimony:Here is where we held.Here is where we learnedto let…
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25 June: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman’s Unwritten Rules – Vol. IV I. Let the rain borrow your porch,but never your umbrella.Some things are meant to bejust damp enoughto remember they’re alive. II. If a teacup cracks,don’t mourn the china.Ask what it’s trying to say.Most breaks are justunfinished sentences. (Exception: when the cat “accidentally” knocks it over. That’s pure…
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24 June: dVerse Haibun
The Forest, Midsummer Dawn (a haibun) The path underfoot unspools like an old spell—threading through oak older than the word amen, older than the sun that still drips dew with sleep. Ferns uncurl at my ankles. Flint glints like forgotten teeth, and a pony stirs in the bracken… her breath steams a weave of mist.…
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22 June: Endocrine Alchemy
Endocrine Alchemy Hormones are the inkin the body’s love letters … adrenaline’s draft,cortisol’s postscript,oxytocin lickingthe envelope shut. They hum alchemy:turn bread into fire,salt into song,a stranger’s glanceinto a stanza of sweat. and you thoughtyou were just hungry. Written for RDP “hormone”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the…
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22 June: Small Gods of Anomaly
Five Gogyohka Poems for the Small Gods of Anomaly I.To the god of lost socks,who whispers look!at every drifting cloudevery untied shoelace …your distraction is divine. II.To the god of loud silence,who stuffs your pocketswith buzzing fluorescentsand the hum of unspilled words—you are the translator of static. III.To the god of fidget-spun thoughts,who braids tornadoesfrom…
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21 June: Tightrope
Tightrope And there we werepinching dark to the dark,stars to the night,like moths in love with street lamps.We walked a tightrope-narrow pathin search of a clearingamongst the brackento take a pee. “Did you bring toilet paper?” she asked. And I toppled over,laughing. To her, to whom a thousand kisses traced her face; to her, who…
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21 June: 5 Gogyohka poems
Five Equations Unsolved (5 Gogyohka poems for the Algebra in Us) Written for RDP “equation”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Imagery and…
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18 June: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Joyful Old Woman at Customs(A Ballad of Bureaucracy and Untaxable Delight) the old woman presents her bagsto the very serious manwith the very serious stamp. “anything to declare?” he asks.she smiles.“joy,” she says.“four kittens’ worth.also one (1) slightly used sunset.and this alleged cat—”(she gestures to the cat,currently meltingout of her carry-onlike a guilty butter…
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16 June: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman’s Unwritten Rules – Vol. II 1. When the kettle screams,listen for what else it might be saying—a hymn, a warning,or the crow’s third attemptat opera. 2.Let the cat claim your lapeven when you need to rise.Some debts are paid in purrs,some in patience,and some in the tiny victoriesof a well-timed “oh, fine.”…
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