Thanks to all who commented! I got some insights. However, sorry, publisher didn't any as is. She sorta a little liked the middle one, if I retool it.
So here's a new painting. Has nothing to do with a cover.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Hannah and the Ill-fitting Wig
Hannah has dirty
hair, I tell you through
the open window. She is
a dirty blonde. You
shake your head at me,
pushing your shopping
cart as your yellow
lab trudges ahead,
his heavy belly
bobbing from side
to side. You start
to sing about the flag
again, adjusting your
flowered hat, leaving
paper petals with
every unsteady step.
Hannah has dirty
hair, I tell you through
the open window. She is
a dirty blonde. You
shake your head at me,
pushing your shopping
cart as your yellow
lab trudges ahead,
his heavy belly
bobbing from side
to side. You start
to sing about the flag
again, adjusting your
flowered hat, leaving
paper petals with
every unsteady step.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Sometimes I feel Nostalgia
for Places I was Miserable
Everyone operates out of fear. With her
hands, she opens up a hole in the earth
near the roots of the big maple. She lays
a silent bluebird in the hole, pats it.
In the movie version, she places a dried
geranium over the bird's eye -- its head
is tipped to one side, so only the left
eye is showing. Are you feeling
especially needy today? She brushes
leaves over the hole, then rubs
her palms on the thighs of her jeans.
In the movie version, she's wearing
a patchwork skirt. Does this mean
everyone should be forgiven?
Above, the fabulous Bob (not me) at Bowery Poetry.
for Places I was Miserable
Everyone operates out of fear. With her
hands, she opens up a hole in the earth
near the roots of the big maple. She lays
a silent bluebird in the hole, pats it.
In the movie version, she places a dried
geranium over the bird's eye -- its head
is tipped to one side, so only the left
eye is showing. Are you feeling
especially needy today? She brushes
leaves over the hole, then rubs
her palms on the thighs of her jeans.
In the movie version, she's wearing
a patchwork skirt. Does this mean
everyone should be forgiven?
Above, the fabulous Bob (not me) at Bowery Poetry.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)