by Warren Gaston | Oct 7, 2021
Who could imagine that you, that I, that we would share earth together for this decades stretch of time? What are the odds? Not 50-50 even. A million-to-one? A vast complexity of accidents gone right. One micro-miniscule choice, one slight deviation from desire, one...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 4, 2021
You think baked potatoes are loaded. And they are. Can be. Chives. Cheese. Sour cream. Bacon bits. But words, oh my god, words. Words are loaded. Every word full of itself and much more. Words come into our mouths dragging the soiled roots of family trees,...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 3, 2021
This is a difficult poem. It needs to be. How else could it give voice to our complex world? The poem delivers experience. The reader must work to get at the poem. Begin with what you recognize and follow the trail. Pay attention to the clash of words: Myhtic and...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 2, 2021
Mythic peppermint odd affinities, Cain’s envy, the shepherd’s crook, and the shape of ‘J’, the candy of salvation. Salvador. Provisional solutions, continuous calamity. Dali. Crutches prop a postlapsarian world....
by Warren Gaston | Sep 21, 2021
For some today feels like the day after yesterday, for others today feels like the day before tomorrow. The past weighs heavily for some. The future is weightless for others. Ignoring the past leads to an ignorant future. i ...
