some thoughts after a brief (moving the) boat break

5/28/2025 sometimes even the simplest things are a big f'ing challenge

SOME WEEKS WE FEEL LIKE SUPER SPIES IN OUR OWN LIFE

Blue
Con/Jur/d, 5/29/2025

recalling our child-self
a few seconds ago, lately we hear

them saying we were so young then
how do you know? want to ask

how can you be sure this descent into
GROUND, isn’t getting younger

DAY by DAY, we’ve been lied to, before
and if it’s true, the adult thing when asked

DO YOU SEE THE SAME BLUE AS ME?
has a place here, so close to earth

and should be pursued deeper, deeper
does BLUE connotate differently

for you? Do you get the style of music
and the sky and the ocean? do you get

how there was a clipboard trend 
to repaint facilities, to keep people

HAPPY, it didn’t always work, sometimes 
the ROBIN fails to fledge

DO we share this? or does the weight
of GREEN or the NUMBERS of YELLOW

infest where we put blue? Irises bloom
maybe, you see distinct lines, tinted

in ways unimaginable, heroic, belonging
not our existential bebop, or the dome

brings us to our knees, saying thank-you
THANK YOU.

BIRDS DISAPPEAR

2025 Blaney Lecture: Kaveh Akbar on Poetry & Spirituality is excellent —and we had a blast at SINNERS and cried at the ancestor/progeny scene

EVEN MY PHOTOGRAPHY HAS SUFFERED

TRYING TO FIND WHAT HAS BEEN CUT DOWN

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 5/29/2025