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Solar Eclipse from Portland

The August 2017 eclipse marked a shift in focus for me, so I’ll be taking a break from posting here, but feel free to look around at past poetry and more recent artwork.  Thanks for your visit.

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Drums of Summer

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View from Doorman’s window, Montevideo.

Drums of Summer

                                                            —San Francisco 

I’ve showered and shaved and brushed my teeth

Slipped my hips through a pair of loose jeans

So many things I could do tonight

The drums of summer rumble by nine

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Left on Mission to the Tip-Tap Club

Sweaty old hispanos drinking rum

Right on Mission to St Pats Saloon

Bearded burners done dropped outta school

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There’s the Castro, lotsa bars for guys

Bears and buffs and twinks, a trap surprise

How about a hotel bar? The Rex?

Someone’s always lonely in her bed

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I could go out — I could — and I still might

But I prefer to drum right here, to write

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