Posted by Rich Magahiz Tue, 14 Feb 2012 15:37:00 GMT

the cicada’s new mask –

old songs of love,

of death

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 13 Feb 2012 01:41:00 GMT

North Col: shreds of snow ripped into space

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Sat, 11 Feb 2012 16:59:00 GMT

through the wash a half dozen petals

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 10 Feb 2012 15:22:00 GMT

fruit flies

circle an empty dish

the oven ticks

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Thu, 09 Feb 2012 18:01:00 GMT

the recess bell

a gull runs with

half a sandwich

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Wed, 08 Feb 2012 15:07:00 GMT

triple star cord –

the bamboo dripper’s voice

now stilled

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 06 Feb 2012 16:42:00 GMT

do walls forget?

…our bedroom, warm

in the sunlight

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Sun, 05 Feb 2012 17:32:00 GMT

her hair

silvers the pillow

the late autumn dusk

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Sat, 04 Feb 2012 15:45:00 GMT

jade lilypads

a jelly mass

floats just below

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Thu, 02 Feb 2012 15:19:00 GMT

the mudpool:

fingers find a lunker

and latch on

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Posted by Rich Magahiz Tue, 31 Jan 2012 17:51:00 GMT

strips of peel – the kanji for “winter”

Apple Skins
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the nocturnal junta took down all our names

Posted by Rich Magahiz Sun, 29 Jan 2012 19:29:00 GMT

I woke this morning with a clear view of the essential problem with the novel I did for NaNoWriMo last year, the way a mathematician might awake with a sudden clear insight that unravels the proof of some baffling conjecture that has been teasing solvers for months. It had to do with the fundamental nature of the chief antagonists in the work, who have been driving me to distraction with their work stoppages, their sudden fits of incompetence, and their stony-faced refusals to engage the reader with anything resembling interesting behavior, and it was also clear that I was the one to blame.

These antagonists were particularly difficult to draw a bead upon because they are not precisely human, conceived as mutants whose characteristics improve upon humans in a number of ways. So, it was not an option to do actual research on these imaginary entities. Fortunately, they ended up telling me what the problem was themselves in a convincing manner, and even provided some tips on what sections of the story would need to be eliminated or gutted.

I’ve been keeping a careful tally of the amount of time spent editing this book and am up to 29 hours so far. Instead of feeling like that time was wasted, I’m relieved to receive a glimpse of a way to guide the ponderous mess back onto a new set of tracks perhaps.

shower curtain?
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toll roads:

the shortest paths are

reminders to breathe

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