new sunflower video, taken during my “stroll outside” As I sit in cool air after a stroll outsidethe steam rises from my frame like it does from a pile of dung in winter.I thank my lucky stars, a.k.a. “Fates”per Henley about his “unconquerable soul.”It feels like a reward of sortsfor having survived so many…
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dVerse — Poetics — please see beyond the veil
Turkeytail Fungus Feel free to walk any woodland pathUntil you see tell-tale rounded capNever sure what specifics will be:Gilled, shelved, clung, lurking; short, tall, or wee.Indispensible kingdom cousins. Many times shy, they hide their planetary-matted panorama;Not brutes like fauna nor flashy like flora, fruits their brave flower.Quietly they act as finisher; then begins’ ways they…
dVerse — Quadrille 134 — Get on Board
Oh baby girl how I heart you,a timelessness transporter to grace divine. Wrinkles disappear, gravity lightens with your toothless smile. Pitted stone weeps, chest’s choke cranked, chugging on the joy line. Your coo delivers cool healing to all passengers.We’re at our destination. NOTE: The top image is not my granddaughter. Image link here. De…
dVerse — Poetics — Dragon King
민화. Korea folk painting. Folk art works on Lee Joungjoo #민화 ere twas man / astronaut designthrough Fuxi and Nuwa / puppetsto meld feathers / and scales; made them be both in / yet not of this worldformed of purest yang / nine by ninebackwards are evil / six by six mixed scales to tangle…
dVerse — Prosery — To the Mountains!
But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutterAgainst the blue cloth of the sky–from “Clouds” by Constance Urdang She’d played LOTTO Club for twenty-plus years. It was probably a waste of money. If she was meant to win, she would; yet she couldn’t win if she didn’t play, and so it continued –…
dVerse — MTB/Form — Come the Dawn
Ev’ry night ascend appointed pathRendezvous until the dark is goneTuck away immortal flights with youCome the sober rose blush of the dawn Doesn’t matter that it isn’t realEven if it’s just in dreams it’s trueCome the sober rose blush of the dawnTuck away immortal flights with you Promise hugged with hope one day unfurledWhen the…
dVerse — Poetics — Rental
Vinyl siding that covers ant-chewed planks,chipped and broken from bottles and baseballs. Concrete steps, cracked from earth-settling, chip-ped when the second-hand fridge got delivered. All windows glass dusty panes, except one’s plastic;the flaked painted molding shows rot, disintegration. The door is hollow core, with many ghosts of locks,kick holes towards the floor of the bare…
