Cloud-Ku 2022 (and a poem for sale)
i spontaneously started a new daily(ish) hi-q project last month after seeing a bunch of cool clouds in the, here is the full cloud-ku run
but before we get to this special edition e-zine, two things:
1. a new hi-q run kicks off today, you can follow along on the blog
2. i’m selling a limited typewritten edition of a minimal poem in honor of the season, you can get yours here
now, on to the cloud-ku!
floating on a fog of exhaust dead obsidian suv
summer rain
a cold knife through
hot butter
orange cone megaphone
spewing sewer water
into the street corner
corrugated gold bricks
stacked 2 to the horizon
lines:
dashed and un
red eyes blinking
in the sun spots
front loader
overtaken and overgrown
color of asbestos
an island of horses
rural highway
armadillo
across the grass
ramshackle barn
hawk
watching the unkempt field
police car
fog collects
in the dark side of the mountain
armadillo
chrome grill constellation
reflecting the stars
cloud cover
m m
m o o n
m o o n
n n
first day of school and
the spicing of pumpkins
false fall
rinse cycle rain
suds in the bottom of
the dishwasher
swaying
seed-headed
stalks
dirt path
one crow walking
another
lost in thought
moss collects around
the roots
a crow laughs above a child’s cry
attic’s ribs
bared to the sun
behind the fence
mimetic theory and
triangle roof joists
recalculating…
squirrel
carrying a three
acorn clover
brick wall
butterfly flies away
a bird
raining acorns bounce
behind the fence
golden-headed grass
droops
stepping off the duck slippery when wet
dust clouds
around the trees
fenced in by red tape
b/le/a/e/ding edge
crow flaps a bang traffic
crows
laughing
out of sight
cackling cawing
gone
blue
above
the lit street
light pink cloud shard
moon
siren song of
a neighborhood emergency
moths to a flame
standing next
to the footless angel
a cooked-necked crane
we claim ownership
with lines drawn
in invisible ink
dead cat
or plastic bag?
against the curb
mouth full of needles
squirrel
steps gingerly
topographic
map in clouds
a dead hornet
claw hammer possum
the purple blooming
beneath my thumbnail
falling
yellowed leaf
raining again
multiplying
the dust bunnies
around the fallen tree
re-fallen
debris pile
talking heads
burning down the house
breaking “news”
do you remember
the end of
summer sky?
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