Monday, November 4, 2024

Friday, October 18, 2024

Wednesday, October 16, 2024

Thursday, October 3, 2024

Wednesday, October 2, 2024

Sunday, September 29, 2024

Virginia, USA


It is true,
What I said about Virginia.
I love Virginia.

Monday, September 16, 2024

After I Will I Can by the Karlssons

Saturday, September 14, 2024

Monday, September 2, 2024

Sunday, July 28, 2024

Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Saturday, July 20, 2024

Summer machines, like cars, go back to places like places with Italian benches

I’m so glad that we decided to go back the way we came, for if we did not, we might have missed the Italian benches 

Oh, the hot cars
Oh, the Italian benches 

Tuesday, July 16, 2024

Tuesday, July 9, 2024

Poo-keep-sey
Poo-kip-sea

It was disgusting
You asked to play the piano 

Thursday, July 4, 2024

Analysis of Painting which, through analysis, reveals itself to be concerned mainly with Ghosts

This painting exists at Brisas Del Mar Spanish Restaurant at Rockaway beach in Queens, NY:


 I am struck by the depiction of the roadways. A confusing scale, and its lines are more suggestions than depictions of familiar symbols. These roads are unimportant, and can be streaked and lazy, as long as they communicate their being. A horse is a horse, with small legs. One driver asleep or inanimate, the other a ghost. And even more ghostly, the greenish glow, or being, separating upper and lower, or Heaven and Earth. In Heaven there is tower, radiant and illogical, like all heavenly things. Atop rests the figure of a man, but a man devoid of feature and agency, purely symbolic, like the industrial world created beneath him, because of him. He did not mean to do this, and he does not know that it's ugly. But the trees! The trees are not ugly, though formulaic and calculated. Fundamentally opposed, however, to the man-made roads in their kind of calculation. Nature's calculation breeds beauty, while man's calculation breeds only embarrassment; the silliness of resting, naked and featureless, on a glorious pillar. The pillar is glorious because it is framed to be, but the framer's perspective reveals itself to be just as fallible and cringe as the golden tower and the man upon it. 
Most mysteriously, rests our subtle, true focal point: the red and white swath. A child's dress, a suggestion of a plastic bed of roses, this can only be created by God, beyond Heaven, helping us along by confronting us with that which we do not and cannot understand. In the face of this false picture of industrial certainty and illusory heavenly bliss, He saves us. After the initial humiliation, there remains only faith, which blows through the curtains of our tower, like a Ghost. 

 

Thursday, June 6, 2024

Tuesday, May 28, 2024

BUS POEM


I am going to Indiana

Have you ever been to Indiana?

Indiana is a country

All you can see is trees


Saturday, May 11, 2024

Monday, May 6, 2024

Sunday, April 21, 2024

Sunday, April 14, 2024

Thursday, February 22, 2024

Friday, December 15, 2023

 


                                                   

Sunday, December 10, 2023

Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Saturday, November 11, 2023

POEMS FOR HORSES


It is cold in the house
It is warm in the sun
and I eat dinner once a day


I feel so sad and it is okay that the animal runs faster than I've ever thought to run


Happiness is like a magic toolbox, or a regular toolbox: filled with the same, special thing, which comes in many different sizes


I miss you so much that I've been thinking, lately, that I might have to go away for a while.
Just for a bit, to sort some things out.


Sometimes there are so many mountains. I cannot begin to understand

Tuesday, October 24, 2023

Wednesday, October 4, 2023

Today Is The Neighborhood

not dead yet


they say going cold turkey leads to relapses. so it's best that i go slowly. v slowly.


remember the first time we had dinner? i thought you smelled like a garden. so whatever perfume you used, it worked. because here we are six years later and i remember it all too well.


i miss you real bad, Love. and i love you v much.


Kate at boygenius (Fenway)

You are an only child and a Pisces. I am a Virgo. What about my brother?

Wish we had found each other again. 

Cheers.

Out beyond ideas of right and wrong

there is a field. I'll meet you there.

(Rumi)

me- mid-30s, male.

you?


Monday, September 25, 2023

Monday, September 18, 2023

              

Saturday, September 16, 2023

Wednesday, September 13, 2023

GRTV LIVE!



GRTV LIVE (World Premiere) at THE ABBEY

Thursday, September 14th, 8 pm

Inquire for address

Monday, September 4, 2023

The neighborhood in September


T. ANTHONY COMM. AVE./Babcock (Allston/Brookline)

 I would see You in there with Your friends.

You would smile and turn away.

We seemed to have a Rapport.

You were the Guy Who wore an athletic jacket and sweat pants and I was the Guy wearing Jeans and a Maroon sweatshirt.

Maybe You need an older friend Who understands You?

Let Me know,

I'm easy to get along with




Midnight conversation on Blueline (East Boston)

It was a chance meeting on Blue line. I was coming back from the airport headed to Wonderland to pick up my car. You were going to meet your friends after a long day at work. You told me about the train timings, shared some banter about your previous jobs, we had started talking about Spain when suddenly your stop came at Beachmont. Would love to continue that wonderful conversation...


One in a billion shot that you would read this, but if you do, please write back telling me about the place that you said you got fired from :)


Everything hurts (Back bay)

Everything hurts. You used to come take care of me and make me feel better. We are both males. Come back to me.


subway crush in passing (downtown/airport)

we boarded a late-morning outbound blue line at bowdoin and sat facing each other (you in marigold sundress & tevas, i in grey-green top, blue pants); i transferred to an airport shuttle and sat at my gate wondering where i'd be if i'd gotten off at your stop instead



Leaving with your dogs (Sheepfold)


Long shot, as I don't believe anyone reads these.


Yesterday Monday afternoon around 3:00 pm you were leaving the sheepfold. you parked right next to the entrance driving a rental car. My dog walk up and greeted you rather boldly

you were so nice, have a very pretty smile and sexy eyes


HMU if you want to meet and walk the trails, see if we can find a spot high enough to see Boston


Wednesday, August 16, 2023

Thursday, August 10, 2023

Saturday, August 5, 2023

THE GRTV MAILER, VOL. 1. COMING 2023.

TO RECEIVE A COPY OF THE GRTV MAILER, SUBMIT AN INQUIRY WITH YOUR ADDRESS

Wednesday, August 2, 2023

Sunday, July 30, 2023