Punctuation Point.

Year’s end.

That point in time
and space
when punctuation mark s
a world
unto itself.



Bourbon and Blackberries

It’s just a few minutes before 4:00 AM, and it’s just a few days before the start of a new year.

Time — it’s all an illusion, and yet it fully engages, sparks and/or distracts us. So with that thought in mind, I am choosing once again (my fifth year) to commit to the practice of daily writing during January and onto February. January is for writing small stones (described below) and February for writing small poems. Thank you to Fiona Robyn, now Satya Robyn, for introducing and poeting small stones back in 2011. It’s a practice, along with painting, that satiates my inmate desire to combine presence and imagination, reality and whimsy with poetry and prose.

bourbon and blackberries — how does art get done?

Mindful Writing Tool: small stones

A small stone is a short piece of writing (prose or poetry) that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment. The process of finding small stones is as important as the finished product – searching for them will encourage you to keep your eyes (and ears, nose, mouth, fingers, feelings and mind) open.
A small stone is a short piece of writing that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment.

towels and shirts and pillowcases show me the shapes of the breeze

Fiona Robyn


Finding A New Mistress


A found poem from the New York Times article:
The Man Who Saw America by Nicholas Davidoff
About Robert Frank ~ the photographer (July 5, 2015)


A Young Artist


One too many mornings of stubble
his melancholy eyes
collect the world.

He could have been anybody
in a casino, restroom, elevator
in a second-hand Ford.

In search of some moment
unable to explain.
A young artist.

In love. Alone.
Upriver into the heart of ambivalence
lost in a piece of the middle.

You have doubts.
You wear humanity differently.
The ache of a narrow bed.

The business of catching things
grasping at prayer
time to look for a new mistress.


ag ~ 2015