“I know what you did last summer” – Ben Willis, I Know What You Did Last Summer (1997) I Know What You Did Last SummerI know what you did last summerwith your little red wagonwhen your garden was heavywith produce: carrots, radishcucumber, zucchini, green beans,strawberries, blueberries, lettuce,spinach, chard, kale, cabbage.The first time I saw youwas the day I…
Category: poetry
POPO 2025 — Day 28 — Green and I
Green and I What is it about cacti and I getting along so well together? Prickly pear and Christmas thrive on neglect and love light. What is it about succulents and I being such good friends? Jade plants are all about the green. They drop their lobes and create. What is it about ginkgo and…
dVerse Halloween Haibun Monday
As sunlight slips away, we meander garden paths whose cooling seamstress has costumed all with carnival colors. All but the crows, whose shiny, unruffled contrast caws and echoes across barn, windmill, and alchemizes fear for the living in the dead. cold cement lively poselipstick eyebrows dance in dusk’s breathwelcoming the dark lines, textures, towercasting…
POPO 2025 — Day 27 — Dotty Goes In
Dotty Goes In Dotty goes in for her surgery in 2 days. The once-small lump near belly button keeps growing. Today it is a golf ball hemisphere. It doesn’t bother her like it bothers me. She writhes on her back, purring, while its red angry presence laughs. Fuck you, tumor. Soon you will be jarred,…
POPO 2025 — Day 26 — On Bombing Iran (written on 4th of July)
On Bombing Iran (written on 4th of July) I made a spotify playlist last night. Words escaped to string into feelings. It was easy. Distracted for a moment from seeing a curse come true for the whole world. How many will die? Like I mentioned before, these are not ekphrastic poems. The puff looked like…
POPO 2025 — Day 25 — Helped
Help(ed) Someone blinked neon green help at me through atrium window one night. How the tiny prisoner came to be trapped doesn’t matter only that they needed release. One jar and paper towel later she blinked thanks at me then away, into ink.
POPO 2025 — Day 24 — Chip Be Nimble
Chip Be Nimble I was reminded today that chipmunks are squirrels instead of chatty cartoons, runners and burrowers. I watched one climb the slider screen, then pull itself onto windchimes to trapeze. Only a miniature squirrel could be so nimble. Note: You may be wondering what fruit has to do with chipmunks. Nothing, other than…
Tao Talk 