Sunday,
for a change I am not writing about a death,
if one has happened I am unaware of it.
Early Morning – Chicago
I have trouble recognizing
daffodils on mornings
full of river hyacinth;
or rusted wheel barrows
with flattened tires
on mornings of daffodils.
- Hoc Scripsi
chicago poetry. poetry for a people. poetry for a moment. poetry to satiate the need. poetry of an american outlaw. poetry for the best words in their best order. poetry by Jhon Baker
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Sunday, for a change
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I am aware of the Polish President and his wife to which I feel deeply and mourn for that country. The polish people are one of my favorite people for reasons beyond their cooking, which is fantastic. My heart goes to them.
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