Saturday, March 2, 2013

It's a frog strangling gully washer - a found poem about rain

It's raining 



and the knives of cobbler boys, 

husbands are falling, 

old ladies and sticks 

from basins 


trolls are falling from a beanstalk

Pelting, chucking, tipping it

down like a pissing cow

basin-bending big rain.

Source text found at: Omniglot

Monday, February 11, 2013

A phantom grace: three blackout/erasures of Sylvia Plath poems

Source material: Sylvia Plath’s Sleep in the Mojave Desert from Crossing the Water

Source material: Sylvia Plath's Flute Notes from a Reedy Pond

Source material: Sylvia Plath's Dialogue Between Ghost and Priest