notes for a possible poem, created 2 April 2009, updated 14 April

I close my eyes


field of vision darkens

squeezed into a slit.

I open again


to blood beading on eyelashes

no wound

it’s only a gash of tulips

in the sun


it stings

Process notes: Not sure if this is a ‘poem’ or not. The image below was taken with my phone camera, the poor quality of which I perversely like.  I include it here as documentation. Words as poem will stand without the photo, of course.


phone camera image of Cathay’s Park

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