Category: Poetry & Prose

MANTRA

Poetry & Prose July 11, 2020

know

YOU KNOW YOU SHOULDN’T STAY THE SAME
BACKTRACK IF YOU NEED TO
JUST DON’T REMAIN

mountain man

GARNER YOUR HEALING
ALL OF YOUR BLEEDING
AND FOLLOW PATTERNS IN THE SUN

wash

WHAT OF NATURE THEN
IF LIFE BORNE OF DEATH LET MYSTERY END
WHAT LOVE HAVE I YET TO RECEIVE

Naoya Hatakeyama

bits

Poetry & Prose May 12, 2020

(bits)

how often you go to sleep, now
and do you see
do you see
just a ceiling
be irrational
be irrational

(it’s just me, darling)

oh, quit catchin’ up
a garden grows in season
well we find time don’t we
to call on
and be irrational
be irrational

MAN, i was frantic

Poetry & Prose April 20, 2020

MAN, i was frantic



i can see from here
we’re discontent

have a little fear
tell yourself the things you need to hear

you know, you shouldn’t stay the same
backtrack if you need to, just don’t remain

man, it’s been a real long summer

the curtain

Poetry & Prose February 7, 2020

illusion, please comfort me,
satisfy everything,
i can live peacefully
if you curtain the window
that i had flung carelessly
on the day i was sure
that i had seen everything
plainly in front of me
heaven and hell were divided
unevenly
but there i saw certainty
standing across the street
crossing was heresy
‘if only’, i told myself,
‘i hadn’t seen anything.
the curtain i’d drawn
were a wall to stay stuck between’
sure, i’d lose purpose
and with it gain apathy
but apposed to uncertainty
purposeless living is
sort of like being free
where heaven and hell
are divided by you and me

LA

Poetry & Prose January 11, 2020

1/3

flick another cigarette out of your window
like an ornament
the city, a prince,
detests and pretends and sighs
/this is what i am now isn’t it/

2/3

god, this is what i am now isn’t it
a boulevardier,
just another star in the sky,
i, this great city,
am a cactus planted in the median of an interstate

3/3

LA, a miracle
an oasis
a paradise lost
and rediscovered
LA, i need you
unreasonably
and now i feel lost
and undiscovered

photography by Sallie Harrison

CHRIST / brother

Poetry & Prose December 26, 2019

CHRIST / Christmas Songs

b r o t h e r


in your new shoes
you
practice singing songs
at the piano bench
she was with you
too
in her new shoes
and she sang along


Father, my dear
hear
blessings in a song
as they call your name
beckoning you near
here
keep them in your arms


and as i write a poem
i hear you sing
i hear you laugh
so i write it down
in my new shoes
in my own time
and if you hear me now


sing her a song
give Him your prayer
rest in His arms

blessings ………. no. 1
rest in my arms ………. no, 2
brother ………. no. 3