1:30am

1:30am –

H.P. Lovecraft reads me

a bedtime story.

On writing

Reading old copies
of The Wormwood Review,
circa 1992 -

another fine rag
that sent all mine back.



(This piece appeared, sans title,
@ my Facebook page in July 2013)

Reading

Reading

my old journals,

following the paper trail…

Reading Ikkyu

Reading Ikkyu,

that Crazy Cloud,

I eat a plum.

Reading in bed

After midnight,

I put myself to bed

with a good book. 

*** 

Nearly dawn,

I wake with my book

in my face.

William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats,

I can’t believe I waited

so long to read you.

Writing a poem

Writing a poem

and riding a poem,

both require reins.

Reading a good book

Reading a good book –

poetry or prose – makes me

want to write my own.

Reading poetry

Reading poetry

by gaslight
as my fathers might
had they read poetry.

Reading in bed

Reading in bed,

cat in the window above -

tail swatting my head.

- R. Cody -