WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook

Established 02004

March 2009

March 5, 2009

Snapshot Poem 04 March 02009

Audrey folds the quiltat the bottom of the bed.Chilled in the night, I reach one-handed and pull it up under my chin. It unfurls smoothly, unlike love. Continue reading

Snapshot Poems 2009

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DISCLAIMERS:

Artificial Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. I believe writing is thinking, and I prefer to do my own. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

March 2009

Snapshot Poem 04 March 02009