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Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Reading Wednesday Night

B&N @ Zona Rosa
Open Mic
off I-29 and N.W. Berry Road
At Zona Rosa Shopping Mall
North Kansas City, Missouri
Sign in starts at 6:30
I plan to be on hand - I expect some of the Northland Writing Group and Park University writers will be there.. and well as others.

Monday, October 18, 2004

Bricks


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Originally uploaded by johndakar.
A pile of rubble,
A puzzle, broken
Down into blocks
Of hardened earth
Freed
From the architect-
That once imagined.
From the Poet-
That once dreamed.

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Therapist finds poetry can unlock doors - Daily Herald

While this is a topic that I've touched on here before, I thought this Daily Herald item was worth reading.

Daily Herald

Sunday, October 17, 2004

It's a Wrap...

Geeze Louise, when have you seen such good poetry blogging as Victoria & Eileen have sparked this past week? I'll lift a glass of Beaulieu Vineyards "BV" Chardonnay 2000 to toast this weeks exchange. But hell, It don't take much for me to want to pop a cork of BV Chardonnay.

Well, Tonight I put together a packet of five poems to submit to New Letters which takes me up to 7 submissions for the month.

Northland group met this afternoon. I read the Post Card Poem that I sent off to Ivy last Tuesday. It was well received.

That's about it for the weekend... Been keeping an eye on the playoff games tonight. Hated to see the Cards lose. I think although that series is tied at two games apiece... I think they will endure to play the World Series this post-season.

New York vs. Boston.... what can I say. The curse is the curse. Deal with it. Looking for a Cardinals Yankees series. Ah, baseball is so poetic!

Saturday, October 16, 2004

Poet laureate finds home in Washington

Ted Kooser on Thursday took up his new role as Poet Laureate of the United States.

Friday, October 15, 2004

Price


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Originally uploaded by leduardo.

Two sixty-three and change
A shrill scream to go
With a few too many pints
Crimson blood
Soaked Camies
And uncontrollable sobs
That no amount of hankies
Will ever hold
Back the rivers
Of loss
Xeroxed a thousand plus