The water drips
from the faucet into the
black bowl
a metal inverted bell
that fits snugly into the rice cooker
The water rings
inside
I can hear the ring
of a bell
a beep of a mechanical beast
and I am well again.
Archive for November, 2008
some sounds.
Posted in Snippet on November 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
envokation
Posted in One liner on November 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
For Goodness’ Sake Man, Write.
Pulitzer’s, Wao’s, and Blank Pages.
Posted in Reflection on November 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am holding the most expensive novel I can remember ever purchasing. A hardcover novel, brand new at 24.95. That may seem odd for an aspiring writer, but it is nevertheless true. The cover is a beautiful off white with a splash of red. I am a judger of books by cover. When a [...]
Babel.
Posted in Reflection on November 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Today, as I look at the two-toned map of California, marking the divide between those that would allow a population to live as human beings, and those that would restrict them, rendering them exotics stuck in a glass jar, inviting both the voyeur and the scoffer to come and see, I begin to see why [...]
rejection.
Posted in Poetry on November 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A white rectangle, without mass,
without dimension
I rip the edges to get at the morsel inside
hoping, but also knowing the stench of rotten fruit
A form letter expressing rejection called
regret
A blinking line at the end of an email
“unfortunately,” he says
“surely,” I say
“I cannot-”
“you can”
It is not the letter, not the email
not the disdainful eye
the critical comment
but the [...]
