Half an hour
between one thing
and the next.
How can I
live these moments well?
-Jim DuBois
Oct 22, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
The World is Mine
I like to go downtown
get a 33 cent pad of paper
and $1 pen
and sit on a bench
and draw
and write
and feel like
the world is mine
-Jim DuBois
Oct 22, 2009
get a 33 cent pad of paper
and $1 pen
and sit on a bench
and draw
and write
and feel like
the world is mine
-Jim DuBois
Oct 22, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
(Sorting) Laundry
Shirt,
Shirt,
Shirt,
Socks, pants, shirt,
Why do I have so many shirts?
shirt,
long-sleeved shirt,
pants,
pajamas,
I wonder how other people categorize their laundry?
I have the most categories for shirts,
shirt,
long-sleeved shirt,
shirt I need to hang on a hanger,
Oh! this shirt's not really dry yet...
Maybe I'll do more laundry tomorrow.
-Jim DuBois
Jan 22, 1998
Shirt,
Shirt,
Socks, pants, shirt,
Why do I have so many shirts?
shirt,
long-sleeved shirt,
pants,
pajamas,
I wonder how other people categorize their laundry?
I have the most categories for shirts,
shirt,
long-sleeved shirt,
shirt I need to hang on a hanger,
Oh! this shirt's not really dry yet...
Maybe I'll do more laundry tomorrow.
-Jim DuBois
Jan 22, 1998
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Summer, anyway
Bird, hopping on a gravestone
Bird perched on a tomb
The green green grass
Sweat standing on my neck
-Jim DuBois
July 20, 2003
Bird perched on a tomb
The green green grass
Sweat standing on my neck
-Jim DuBois
July 20, 2003
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Running Around Eastworks
Running around Eastworks
after Mama's birthday dinner,
we saw the bear!
we ran around the little shack
with all the poems,
we ran up and down the big hallways.
Watching you reminded me
that it's ok to love.
-Jim DuBois
March 2009
after Mama's birthday dinner,
we saw the bear!
we ran around the little shack
with all the poems,
we ran up and down the big hallways.
Watching you reminded me
that it's ok to love.
-Jim DuBois
March 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Great themes in poetry
- Quit procrastinating,
you’ll be dead soon - Flower = vagina,
please have sex with me - This government sucks,
but I can’t say that directly - I am lonely, angry,
(fill-in the blank), etc. - This poem
is a self-reflective poem - I’m a fairly clever intellectual
- I actually love you,
and could tell you over and over - It’s spring,
life is filled with beauty, possibility and newness - It’s autumn,
life is rich but impermanent
-Jim DuBois
March 20, 2005
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