Helen and the Violet Shard |
Helen and the Violet ShardHelen was a yard flag who would undress herself in slow sibylline breezes and chew the fallen pollen from slackened cotton burs. A jolly brat slammed the door one cold Octobe...
Posted by Ryan Keith on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 09:09:00 PST |
Maroc |
(this is about three fourths finished. or maybe it’s just finished. anyway after the narrative here, we went onward to fes. i just ran out of steam writing and put the piece to bed. perhaps i&rs...
Posted by Ryan Keith on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 10:57:00 PST |
The Eyes of Bees Come Agog |
the eyes of bees come agog(ten poems)by ryan keith---mishandled-if i'm rather shiftlessstuck in bed with a false grinitching my inching fingersreading and writinglamenting the properties ofrecovered p...
Posted by Ryan Keith on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 12:05:00 PST |
