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Back to work, Joline
I am finally back to my thoughts and story surrounding Joline. I have been working on prose and poetry while filling in her background. For some additional inspiration, I watched the movie “Hanna” for the second time. The lead character and some of the visuals, enhanced by an excellent sound track by the Chemical Brothers,…
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Story of Joline – Continued
I have been writing more about Joline, continuing the story with her coming home, and being alone for the first time in years. I will post this tomorrow, with photos.
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The Story of Joline
In 1993, while taking a poetry class at the U of M, I started an epic poem about mankind’s history, called the “Proven Life”. Though it is still not finished almost 20-years later (which seems somewhat appropriate), the central character was a girl named Joline. Over the ensuing years, she has visited some poems, and…
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Fragments Across the Empty Field
He longs for home of which he is unsure, what that home entails, where the road begins. He left. In one sense he had never arrived. Long nights turn cold. The belly of this beast emerges with bared teeth and claws, leaving two choices: accept the proposition, or move outside of yourself. Tiny fragments…
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Poem – A Visit
This poem saved my writing career, more of an aspiration, a few years ago. Many hours spent in the submission process finally paid off when Whistling Shade kindly accepted it for publication. At that time, it represented a new writing style and format for myself. I wanted to create a conversation between a child and…
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Harvard Street
Within this small space connected to the non-sterile Outside space swathed in greying light, So much energy enters, exits, combines and consumes Each other, my awareness bounces amongst Many beings and I become anxious, Unable to concentrate, unable to focus, and for a moment Stuck on this plane, unable to advance to the next. My…