by Warren Gaston | Mar 11, 2023
Can we sing a familiar song in a time we have made unfamiliar? I. insidious pudding melded merge blend vanilla bland soft to taste sweet too not toothy luxuriously smooth no bite II. food fast chains overarching arches meat as king ichthus sandwiches sacrificial...
by Warren Gaston | Mar 7, 2023
the earth – dense enough to bear the sea the sea – dense enough to bear the sky the sky – dense enough to bear the bird the bird – complex enough to bear earth, sea, and...
by Warren Gaston | Mar 6, 2023
A poem is a voice in search of a conversation.
by Warren Gaston | Feb 27, 2023
A fist of words, gloves off, sock the eyes of the ear & the ears of the eye. The punched mind jerks not deflecting harm but reflecting on what can be learned from the bruise. ...
by Warren Gaston | Feb 26, 2023
The fiery sun drops without sizzle into the Western sea, the end of another illusion called day.
by Warren Gaston | Feb 20, 2023
The ocean is full of rain. The rain is full of ocean. Yet, I can distinguish one from the other. rain falls, waves roll, toward vertical or horizontal shores.
