This piece started off as a collagraph plate. I was not pleased with the way it printed up so I turned it into a montage of the original plate with additions.
Month: September 2014
Idlewild 1999
My basement is
festooned with cobwebs.
The cat sleeps,
a circle on the dryer.
Wood chips on the floor.
I feed the furnace
First Frost
I remember those wild,
cold nights picking
tomatoes. Stapling
plastic with freezing fingers
to protect the dogs
on their hay filled porch.
Rose of Sharon
One Rose of Sharon
alone across the yard.
Lost in the wilderness
green.
3 AM
3 AM
The fan moves the hot air.
A prick of light
shows through the
shade.
He groans. I turn
over, fumble for
my notebook and
write.
Hibiscus Poem
Writing a poem
about a lavender
hibiscus
should be
easy. Distant
thunder. Neighbor’s
dogs sound like
they caught
someone. Catch
me a poem.
Atlanta Summer
Distant thunder.
Light rain brings
no relief.
Atlanta summer.
Blue Devil
What if the fairies
at the bottom of
the garden look
like the blue demon and
an overreaching
evil is in charge?
Grey Cat
The grey cat walks
down the brick path
outside the windows.
Once during breakfast,
again now. Grey
on grey stripes.
The car drives up.
Copies to make. The
cat disappears into
the hibiscus.
A Wonderful Smoothness
Annie
A laundress in 1870
Did she heat the
heavy irons
on a wood stove,
press the stiff,
white sheets
and shirts, the
colorful dresses to
a wonderful smoothness?
