i love my love
he is so grand
i love the way
he holds my hand
and when i'm sad
he makes me smile
he's so strong
could run a mile
and i'd be there
to cheer him on
my love for him
is super strong

2 old(er) poems because i can't find my new one

from here it looks like
that puddle is peircing a hole straight through the concrete

looking at this campus like its foreign
it starts to feel that way
looking for anyone I know here
finding no one today
meeting someone new
but i'm taken

seeing you then,
sitting on the grey steps
the one i introduced to this
and now
looking at you
sitting on the steps,
digging through your backpack
excited
something to share
not with me
i just keep walking
i don't say hi

we are almost done here
it begins to disappear
not going here with you anymore
no literature friends
discussions
drinks
theories

and now we split paths,
you will go on to another life like this
and i'll move in another direction
not meant to be where you go

and on my way home
i step into the puddle
that reflects a world on campus

Books

One book that changed your life:

The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf
Sons and Lovers, DH Lawrence
Jude the Obscure, Thomas Hardy

One book that you've read more than once:

The Bell Jar
The Outsider, Albert Camus
Alice in Wonderland, Charles Dodgeson


One book you'd want on a desert island:

The Last Man, Mary Shelley


One book that made you laugh:

Lucky Jim, Kingsley Amis


One book that made you cry:

Generals Die in Bed, Charles Yale Harrison
Regeneration, Pat Barker


One book that you wish had been written:

The abstract poetry/journals/memoirs/drawings/photos of Virginia Woolf and friends

One book that you wish had never been written:

Ted Hughes books


One book you're currently reading:

Lady Chatterly's Lover, DH Lawrence
Transcanada Letters, Roy Kiyooka

One book you've been meaning to read:

To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
The Mayor of Casterbridge and Tess of d'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy

in the "goals" section of my student planner i wrote "write more"
among other things,
which, you know, i hope to do.

the first thing we ever did together
was draw and fly

you liked me despite my crappy drawings
you liked me because of my crappy drawings
you even encouraged me
and my crappy drawings

i love your drawings
im better with words
and
i'm still flying

Man didn’t create time

Time created man

Your penis extension is getting in my way

Its polluting my day

just wanted to say a couple more things today specific

Anna lived a life of tussling with eros
should she give it up?
The hunt
the deer dear
the hart heart
That was before she caught Henry's grumpy bearded jaundiced eye.
Whatever bakes your cake.
How do you know
when the chased is no longer chaste
when do we give up
give in
settle down
stop tussling
or is there a possibility of a tussle free lifestyle
I'm not so sure its that easy.

today the moon seemed tangible
spherical
one thing in this world
sets my mind off
in fantasy
becoming is what makes anxiety
i am
is more contenting
potential ...
i am
this is what i can do now
this is what i can do
and my future is far off
and my imagined future
is where i cannot live
this is what i can do now
write
this is life
now
and i study literature
to gain knowledge
to know wisdom
to enact
to dream
to imagine
what life could be
what life is
theoretically

today the moon seemed tangible
seems to be
my memory
of a thousand flowers
in one room
seems to be
my vision
of a little girl
with long curly brown hair
in the grass
seems to be
my dreams
of holding my children
my emotions like waves
eternal
when will my imagination
of my memories
come true?
its hard to wait
and remember
this is what i can do now
and be content
this is what i can do now
to write
to keep imagining
and remembering
my future.