by Warren Gaston | Sep 10, 2024
When I look in the mirror I see what I think is me. But only my face faces me. If I want to see more, I must seek out the company of disagreeable people, I must choose the longest line at a grocery store, I must pick up a twenty a man drops in the street, I must...
by Warren Gaston | Sep 5, 2024
bully order, no teetering, no tottering, farewell to faltering, stalled in a stable world even pulsing stars, apparently stay, avoiding dis aster
by Warren Gaston | Aug 28, 2024
The political convention is over, good talking people talking good. applause, shouts of approbation, all resolved in promises of action. If they do what they say, I’ll like what they do. Yet, tonight – another darkness, and tomorrow – a new sun....
by Warren Gaston | Aug 27, 2024
Our appreciation of the power of poetry would be better served if poetry was taught in wood working shop where tools are valued and things are built and taken home, than in English class where things are briefly thought about, then left behind. Poems are...
by Warren Gaston | Aug 26, 2024
A woman slips into masculine waters, swims from here to there, swims a long way – away. She wrecks the water with desire, busy with achievement along the way, muscles beg stroke by stroke the anthem of ache recorded in neglect . . . No time to luxuriate in...
by Warren Gaston | Aug 24, 2024
Is = BEING active
