Archive for May, 2010


May 20, 2010

I love to draw.  I estimate I’ve done at least 15,000 drawings!  My series done on blank index cards was over 6000 drawings.

I have piles of drawings on loose paper and hundreds of full sketchbooks.  Sometimes I only do a drawing or two a day.  Other times I draw all day. 

This issue of my POETIC EXPRESS was dedicated to drawing.

I work mostly in black and white but I’ve done plenty of color drawings as well.  Technical pens or “Rapdographs” are frequently used.  Yet I also love drawing with pencils, brush and ink, bamboo pens, ballpoint etc.

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My Life as a Shadow

May 8, 2010


My Life as a Shadow

In the valley of tar/ the tough and gritty coal of looped ash singes and surrenders.

The old broken peak (rugged as the center of a lion’s eye) cries out, pointing.

I hide myself.  No one will ever find me.  Black rules everything.  Black sings like no bird that ever existed.  Black sparkles and glows.  I enter black and it enters me.

I roll and fly over the broken shards like a torn feather (one end wet) and everything spins like bells which jump and jump (with arms and legs) until their music gets weaker.

(I was never just one shadow yet never all shadows at once.  It was always a sort of a haphazard group.  I never knew or understood whose or what’s shadow I was).

In the sea of dark waters, the singer sharpens its tune.  The one thing I learned is that it can get very, very dark at the bottom of the ocean.  Fish have one huge shadow.

And the gentle violence of these shadows can make the world fall, make dreams weep, make the clay of life harden and crumble, make everything wash away until next time.


This is a poem from 2002.  I’ll occasionally include some unpublished /unseen Poetry in these blogs.