August 2007 Archives

Remember Autumn

  • Posted on August 24, 2007 at 6:57 pm

A poem in the style of my former professor and Denver’s Poet Laureate, Chris Ransick.

Do you remember the tart-sweet days
of fall, when the sun turned to glowing

cool amber, like light through pomegranate seed,
and the earth grew drowsy for unwanted winter?

Remember the days when our words bit
harder than the brittle air and the nights

were perforated with whispered apologies and
sweetened with the promise of the new life

swimming inside me. Do not forget how,
when pressed by shocking weight of procreation,

we stood steadfast in autumn-gold light and claimed
to be ready. Never mind that we stood

separated by the space between your
ideas for us and the words you gave.

We stood. That is worth remembering, more so
than that morning the sun turned blue with cold

and that new life snuffed itself out. Forget that
and that you were standing apart from me. Take

comfort in the memory of the autumn, and the
promise of the loamy earth, who loses children

in the fall, mourns all through the blue winters,
then remakes new life in the green-sweet spring.

Write Me a Letter

  • Posted on August 11, 2007 at 7:44 pm

I want a love letter. Would you write one for me? It doesn’t have to be to me, though that would be really fabulous. Just write a love letter and post it here or email it to me.

It’s doesn’t have to be a normal letter. It can be creepy, or depressing, or really really wrong as long as it is also, technically, a love letter. Show me your weird side, Lord know mine show often enough.

You’ll find the one I’ve written below that cut Write Me a Letter- continue reading

Letter to John Lenahan

  • Posted on August 4, 2007 at 12:14 am

I would like to recommend another fabulous podcast novel, available through Podiobooks.com. Shadowmagic is a beautifully composed modern fantasy read by the velvet-voiced author, John Lenahan. It tells the tale of a relatively normal young man whose day is rather disturbed one fine morning when a mysterious woman on horseback claims to be his relation then tries to kill him. It is also the source of my new very favorite simile.

“This guy was scary. I’m amazed I didn’t curl up and blubber like a train spotter who had just lost his notebook.”

Letter to John Lenahan- continue reading

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