Self and reality. Symbol and language. Myth and image. Memory and consciousness.
Dream and unreality: locus communis.

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Small Hauntings

small hauntings

209/ enveloped within this poem are wounded phrases, words recalled from past conversations, small hauntings that still linger closely— yet,


  1. Part of something bigger? And yet it stands beautifully on its own. And unfortunately, today it resonates - 'wounded phrases' do indeed haunt.

  2. This is a solitary fragment at this stage. I liked the manner the sense of dramatic pause consumes expectations.