Insomnia the bastard

From the Wallace Variations. A couple of years old now. Actually, i seldom, if ever get insomnia, but when i do it is all the more frustrating for it isn’t clear why i have it, i just have it. i can do nothing different & it just happens upon me. Thankfully it is rare. Insomnia…

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Weather of bulls

One from the Wallace Variations which can be found numerously in this category. Weather of bulls The sun recovers everything again, just like you always say the sun is doing. It is as if there never was a storm last night thumping its fist of rain against the cinema; that swept yesterday’s news into the…

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Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism

Another new addition to The Wallace Variations.  Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism He climbed into the dome of a zelkova tree & wouldn’t come down for love nor money, said he was a blackbird with a catchphrase on the tip of his tongue stained red with cherry sherbet— i thought, i may need to call the…

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Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky

Another new poem for The Wallace Variations. Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky i walk with Wally & the dogs down to the shore. On the way he was all pipperoo, pippera, pipperum. i asked the meaning of this, each word (a neologism?) inflected, before dropping into plosive starts— he shrugged, pulled a…

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Wallace Counts Leaves

Up to now all poems from The Wallace Variations, were written years ago, but i have been writing new ones, here is a new one.   Wallace Counts Leaves i. There are not enough leaves on this tree— I counted, it’s short. It is mid-summer, a few days after solstice. Tree blown into ragged perms,…

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Coffee with Wallace

Sit with Wallace Stevens in my garden, drinking coffee & cloud spotting, in this poem from The Wallace Variations. Coffee with Wallace Look at this coffee pot, it is metallic, figure of a dancer; warm when acted upon, but cold. Light distracts its mirrored face, a design half-inched from a hall of mirrors, to show…

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Some of Wally’s Shenanigans

Another one from the Wallace Variations. This occurrence takes place some time after Wally comes back from the dead. Some of Wally’s Shenanigans It was from beyond the smoke & mirrors you entered this world of mirror & smoke. Why did you take to the roofs of the cul-de-sac to listen to the agitated dwellers’…

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Opus Posthumous

One of the poems from my short series on Wallace Stevens. Here we have Wallace returning from the dead. In the category Mining the Library of Babel, if you scroll through, any post with this photo of Wallace accompanying the poem, is also from this series. Opus posthumous I A student fist bumped Wallace &…

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Lullabies

From The Wallace Variations a sort of poetry fan fiction that expands & explores the life & work of Stevens’, imaginatively, so as i might speak with him, ultimately. Lullabies Wallace phoned in the early hours of a sultry August night that soaked the William Morris wall-paper to make summer noises down the telephone an…

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