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Archive for June, 2022

latest ingredients

Friday, June 24th, 2022

latest ingredients

294 – You Got To Walk That Lonesome Valley – Mississippi John Hurt
295 – Atomized – Andrew Bird
296 – Register Of Free Negroes – Fantastic Negrito
297 – Golden Brown – The Stranglers
298 – Nan Fon Bwa – Leyla McCalla
299 – Kill My Baby Tonight – L.A. Witch
300 – Tom’s Diner – Suzanne Vega
301 – Tony Speaks! – Dry Cleaning
302 – Find My Way – Paul McCartney & Beck
303 – We’re Not Happy (Till You’re Not Happy) – Willie Nelson
304 – Rich White Honky Blues – Hank Williams, Jr.
305 – Re-Make/Re-Model – Roxy Music
306 – Waitin’ For You To Blow – Bonnie Raitt
307 – Tales From The Trash Stratum – Oneohtrix Point Never & Elizabeth Fraser
308 – He She – Oneohtrix Point Never
309 – Hashish Poem – Bill Laswell
310 – Hackensack (Take 1) – Thelonious Monk

 

One Sparkplug Short

Friday, June 17th, 2022

*Good morning, Cleveland and the Smith clan — Smith (Steven B. Smith), Lady, dog and cat. And mighty thanks for Steven’s sharp shards of poetry and visuals: “Parts of truth tell more of truth…”* sez Kathy Kieth editor/publisher Medusa’s Kitchen

One Sparkplug Short – 9 poems, 10 fotos

https://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2022/06/one-sparkplug-short.html

 

May 2022 poemestry

Wednesday, June 1st, 2022

slim poetry pickins last month

2022.5.1 – Unknown water
2022.5.13 – Deer silent
2022.5.14 – Kin of my yeast
2022.5.14 – Help us Mr Burroughs
2022.2.17 – My Morning Dental Cleaning
2022.5.28 – The lie of night
2022.5.29 – O to be dog

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Unknown water
dripping off known roof
tapping at sill

What does it want?

~ ~ ~

Deer silent
appear
bound away

Where does sound go
when it goes away?
does the forest fall?

I watch the worm
I watch the deer
I watch the year

~ ~ ~

Kin of my yeast
crawled from the sea
made back with two beasts

Roaring pedal to the metal
rushing cross the bridge
o for more petal mental

~ ~ ~

Help us Mr Burroughs
the MAGAts are on the move
in naked launch

~ ~ ~

My Morning Dental Cleaning

“You have to fill out this information.”
I already filled it out last year.
“You have to do it every year, for the insurance people.”
I don’t have insurance.
“You have to fill it out anyway.”
No I don’t, I replied as I left.

~ ~ ~

The lie of night
lays with lie of day
begats tomorrow

In sitting sun
toking under dogwood tree
counting my nail holes

~ ~ ~

O to be dog
head out car window
fur face full sun

I’m a sparkplug short
on a cold damp day

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