The Blue Pitcher

that which may be filled and emptied

Month: April, 2015

She had a difficult relationship

with time.

Moving Day

Place filled boxes here.

Try to carry them.

Put them down. (Recognize your weakness.)

Fractal Poem

Here’s a poem in which I pretend to be a mathematician pretending to be a poet:

How to Imagine a Fractal.

From “The Book of Gravity and Grace”

Or, actually from,

“The Book of Insanity and Strangeness”

No maybe,

“Boredom and Kitty Litter”

“Broken Glasses and the People who Wear Them”