by Warren Gaston | Oct 27, 2021
Being dead is a huge inconvenience for everyone but the dead. Family, both miles-away-people and close-ups under the roof, experience a variety of griefs and unsettled grievances. Verbs decay from active to passive, tenses shift from present to past, pronouns from you...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 23, 2021
That’s what the steering wheel is for, amending the car/road relationship. The road is constant. The car is not. Weaving, veering, drifting, etc. For example, the car too close to the yellow line, or attempting a left-hand turn in traffic, or on a trip to the grocery...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 12, 2021
we are receivers receivers all receivers satellites (envying stars) zing through atmospheric windows distant scenes battering eyes ideational sounds...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 11, 2021
I live downstream from what I have made of my life. In the repose of age, I sit by the stream of memory and watch all that I have saved of my original self and all that I have lost of my original self float by.
by Warren Gaston | Oct 9, 2021
Many things are hard to believe. Truth is one of them.
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 ...
