Originally, it was my goal to write a poem - or at least a fragment of one - everyday, preferably first thing in the morning.
That project was successful for a short while, but has run its course.
Check here for updates on Chris Masson, the poet from Montreal, including some news about the Throw Poetry Collective. Or just drop a haiku on me.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Sunday morning
(fragment)
I imagine what I’d be like if you had no way to get home no way to get better no way out at all
I’d let my flakes get soggy just listening for the words to write about how I can’t help you
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