by Warren Gaston | Aug 28, 2017
It’s all about the beat, the rhythm and the throb. the heart drum’s pounding a life-long percussive song. Don’t let your mind distract your body from the beat. You are the throb, the beat, the pulse. You are made of music, rhythms, heart – lung, night –...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 22, 2017
I look up at Apollo’s moon with droll psychology. How can a moon that’s walked upon be free of lunacy? 1970 Commemorating the first humans to land and walk on the moon, July 20, 1969, 48 years ago.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 19, 2017
So many straight lines, vertical, horizontal, streets, walls, wires, an infestation of right angles.. Relief! a sparrow flying crooked over roofs.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 15, 2017
“A poem is an emotional-intellectual-physical construct that is meant to touch the heart of the reader, that is meant to be re-experienced by the reader.” Stephen Dobyns I love poetry because poems are polyvalent* & multidimensional: all at once...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 6, 2017
Cool morning. Immense silence makes its case against the cacophony of the waking day. The squirrels are mounting an offense against sobriety and solemnity. They dart among trees, race and chase, flouncing their luxurious rodent tails through the undergrowth. The sun...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 2, 2017
The first talker, exhausted from overactive verbs, desperate for inertia, invented nouns.
