by Warren Gaston | Feb 12, 2023
The past is not set, it unsettles. The past adheres to the present, as the present gums up the future.
by Warren Gaston | Feb 3, 2023
Corollas nearing Mustangs, Mazda’s tailing Infinities, a Lincoln passed by a beat-up Ford each precisely spaced in time; big rigs, SUV’s, sedans, minis, motorcycles, speeding south through radar on interstate I-75. On the curve, the cloverleaf, the exit ramp, the...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 27, 2023
In sacred memory of the murdered millions International Holocaust Remembrance Day 1/27/2023 I would like to believe the Holocaust never happened and except for the overwhelming weight of evidence, I could. I would like to believe the Holocaust never happened,...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 25, 2023
The purpose of this poem is to prevent you from thinking about a rhinoceros. What are you trying not to see? A word or an animal. What real is really there? A real word? A real animal? A real word representing a real...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 23, 2023
We have vocabulary; utilitarian utensils. multipurpose tools. Swiss army knives. But do we have language, lavish letters, sensuous sounds, words licked by the loving tongue, lifting worlds from concealment....
by Warren Gaston | Jan 19, 2023
We have words for spoon and shovel. If we had a spoon or a shovel what would words be?
