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
by Warren Gaston | Aug 6, 2024
ONE Don’t be casual with a poem. If you want to know a poem, commit and move in. TWO Don’t tell a poem what it says. Listen to what the poem is saying. THREE If the poet and the poem are both speaking, listen first to the poem, then to the poet. FOUR The...
by Warren Gaston | Aug 2, 2024
This is me. This is my car. This is me in my car. This is my car in me. This car is my me,
by Warren Gaston | Jul 30, 2024
Episodes in a television drama series begin with the word: ‘PREVIOUSLY’ a brief remembrance of things bygone, before the characters go charging into what will become the next episode’s past requiring a new – ‘PREVIOUSLY’...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 28, 2024
What we want is the freedom to incarcerate ourselves in our own opinionated penitentiary.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 16, 2024
In modern life, it is hard not to do two things at the same time, at least two, maybe more. Doing one thing takes concentration and doing one thing well takes practiced skill.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 8, 2024
On my patio, a fly and I are reading Federico Garcia Lorca. My eyes lift words from the page. The fly lands, walks among letters, commas, puzzles at a question mark, trips over four syllable words, walks, not reads, between lines. The fly knows neither the word aqua...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 4, 2024
Today, July 4, 2024, we sing the birthday song to our “sweet land of liberty.” The birthday present we gifted ourselves is a fundamental crisis. I say ‘gifted’ because on each birth anniversary we need to remember the labor pains of our national birth....
by Warren Gaston | Jun 30, 2024
The wrong way to pray. Before God, to put yourself before God.
