There can be no doubt,
that I am not,
what I am not,
I thought I was something else,
but now I see,
I was something else.
Etches PenmenDecember 9, 2021
A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.
Etches PenmenDecember 6, 2021
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Etches PenmenDecember 3, 2021
and how to think it out
a door slammed closed.
so long ago,
one wonders whether it is even locked?
or it and all behind it have simply,
been quietly gathering dust.
this door, it has been ignored,
slipping out of mind and [...]
Etches PenmenDecember 2, 2021
always the pool,
poetry, essays, and movies
say the word ‘tranquil’,
and there’s a ubiquitous bloody pool,
involved,
and lurking deep,
below, the green and blue,
smoothness (‘like glass’ for goodness sake)
lies the crackeny-beast,
driving the evil new fascist submarine,
under,
the blackness of moonless night,
manufacturing surface pure reflection,
protection from,
the evil lying [...]
Etches PenmenDecember 2, 2021
You can’t live on a view!
but, perhaps with a wish,
surely a view can live in you?
not so much a dwelling within,
but looking out from a heart,
through eyes,
to skies and stars.
beyond myself,
I stand and stare,
as the world expands quietly,
my skin reaching out hugging [...]
Etches PenmenNovember 4, 2021
‘they say it was a shocking sight
after the field was won,
for many thousand bodies here
lay rotting in the sun:
Etches PenmenSeptember 19, 2021
fez ruled snit,
fast feverish mad crazed.
seen as a friend,
seen as a good guy,
seen a few nights ago,
but today the tide has turned,
and there is marmalade on the streets,
today there is awareness in some faces,
faces that [...]
Etches PenmenJuly 15, 2021
