Category: Philosophy

  • yesterday’s poems

    I’m stealing my soul back from the Devil one selfie at a time ~ ~ ~ Rebuilding my soul In spite of Satan haiku by haiku ~ ~ ~

  • yr face iz gonna freeze

  • 66 Basho talked to me

    66 Basho from The Complete Haiku translated, anointed, introduction by Jane Reichhold Kodansha USA 2008 – original artwork by Shiro Tsujimura Basho 1644-1694 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inside the temple visitors cannot know cherries are blooming (36 of 1012, 1670) ~ Tomorrow the rice dumpling will be just dead reed leaves with a dream (76 of 1012, 1677) […]

  • old Provost, new Smith

    Took this foto of a chair not there because Jim Lang frequently quoted “A day without Wittgenstein is a day without a chair” going back maybe 25 years. I never knew he was quoting a Terry Provost poem. Interestingly, I shot this outside the Negative Space gallery at our monthly reading while Terry was still […]

  • free will on the installment plan

    Recent Facebook statuses: ~ ~ ~ I am what I is… not much mainstream involved. ~ ~ ~ Been thinking about joining the power structure. I am white. I am male. I am old. Of course I’m poorer than Trump’s chance of telling the truth, and I’m not a lizard-person, so there is that. Can […]

  • Cat & Dog

    Cat & Dog Cat was on the feather Showing me where the feather was, dear “Did you catch a cat?” Barely, like one of those quantum particles, snapping my fingers, hard to hold … Our cat knows which one is the prey in our current game I saw a woman play Three Card Monte with […]

  • Sun Ra

    Poems by Lady

  • 3 poems, 2 fotos, no song

    Slipknot Meet me in the meat lane I’ll be lambing up the chops trying to chase the safe and not the not laminating lamentations crying up the crop slipping slide relations in cut of guardian knot never wanted to fuck my mother didn’t want daddy dead actually loved my younger brother before he blew off […]

  • 2 leftover tidbits, 1 new tidbyte

    “Mingus Our Magic,” 4.5″ x 5″ x 1.5″ for Lady K., 12.24.2017 Piece in the fotos titled for poem I wrote Lady in our 10th week of relationship. I turned her onto Mingus, Yoko Ono, and Was (Not Was), and she turned me onto Gorillaz. ~ Match Mingus our magic We mingle our meld both […]

  • serial solar recycle

    Sisyphus Prime In dark before dawn clutching cup of hot black coffee poised between was and will not quite is licking wounds weighing pain seeing how much grass is left to ease me through the three reals of time before the rock during the rock after the rock and as always the hill the rise […]