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No Questions, Questions (poem)
You wouldn’t think Jerry Prevo would inspire poetry, wouldja? But this is the 2nd I’ve written b/c of him. Yikes. Continue reading
Conflation (poem)
Conflation I found home far from my birthplace, but at night my dreams remind me: I see them, Mom and Dad and their home at one with the landscape I now call my own and in daylight reality I know … Continue reading
Letter to a Straight Friend — a poem for Pride
I wrote this poem way back in 1979, as a sophomore in college — just a few months after I’d decided, after much agony of spirit, to accept what all my inner feelings were compelling me to know: that I … Continue reading
Does Anyone Beat Your Heart for You (poem)
Does Anyone Beat Your Heart for You does anyone beat your heart for you — oh yes I know there are some who will quicken it or slow it at their leaving — but when you are alone at night … Continue reading
Posted in No Way Way, Ordinance, Poems
Tagged "Annoy Prevo think for yourself", Anchorage Baptist Temple, Anchorage ordinance 2009-64, children, integrity, Jerry Prevo, Mississippi Avenue Baptist Church (MABC), poem, writing
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God of Mosquitoes (poem)
A summertime theology poem featuring “Alaska’s state bird.” I intended to post this a couple days ago, after a conversation with my friend Barbara who told me she was attracted to Buddhism but “I kill mosquitoes.” I was reminded again … Continue reading
Tributaries (poem)
I was offline most of — well, now I’ll say yesterday, Saturday, it now being early in the AM of Sunday the 14th. Saturday was the kick-off of this year’s PrideFest in Anchorage — the annual women’s show called Celebration … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged Celebration of Change, Green-Lieght family, poem, PrideFest, Ptery, Rozz, writing
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Saying "I Love You" (poem)
Saying “I Love You” Saturday I show him the video of the trip you and I took after we first met. It was almost four years ago. The tape starts with a pond along the highway to Valdez. There are … Continue reading
Sermon (a poem)
“I take as my text the Book of Job — / for are we not like him, innocent, / suffering, crying out for justice? / are we not like him, each of us / surrounded by these righteous, / these pious friends who so love us, / who console us with false accusations, who comfort us with lies?”
Ballad of the Splash
In honor of National Poetry Month, & also in honor of breakup (which is Alaskan for the time of year we’re now in, when the ice & snow melts & everyone’s car is splashed with mud) — here’s a poem … Continue reading