Epidemic Epistle II: A COVID-19 crisis diary by Dave & Gary Lindorff

Wading through: It’s all poetry, bad poetry

I’m an introvert. As an introvert I prefer not to talk unless I have something to say. We introverts have a lot going on in our heads that stays there if we can’t find a way to express or give form to it, to our truth I mean. For me, working with dreams taps into …

A special moment from 2016 revisited:

Greetings from Vermont on the eve of our Primary

We are revisiting a poem I wrote in 2016 that was inspired by the sparrow showing up at Bernie’s rally in Portland OR titled ‘One Day in the Asylum’ But first I want to say something about poetic truth and reality. As I get older I tend to experience the world as increasingly soulful. But …

Escaping

You are always saying You can’t stand it any more People look askance There he goes again He always goes off on that When he misses his medication Peering down the hall Shhh they’re coming Others have gotten out We’ll be like them Shhh There are ghosts in the mountains you know Informants in the …

New TCBH! poem:

Woodland camo in space

leave this alone the Space Force is America’s final last ditch macho-nationalistic-bi-polar- obsessive-compulsive-masturbatory adolescent-neo-nazi-extravaganza after the kickoff and the playoff after the last truck commercial after the hard-sell and the hardball the holographic performers scintillating uberstrange powers of beauty and charisma to manufacture waves of awe zing back into the projectors and the stage folds …