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Imagination is cutting
stitching us
surgery

:- Doug.

Sustained attention
Is conversation

Necessary

Breaking us
Open

:- Doug.

Write flickeringly.

:- Doug.

Conversing art
of shadows
arriving in echoes

:- Doug.

Conversing willingly
to be seen
and judged

:- Doug.

There is no how
There is no knowing:

:- Doug.

He is the Enema of the Republic.

:- Doug.

O Great Enema in Chief
When will you feel pure?

:- Doug.

My father was feet
and body being used up when
one day precision calipers!

:- Doug.

To end with unexplained image is to turn.

:- Doug.

There is no such thing as good writing.
There is not even good re-writing.
There is only re-writing and re-
Writing till it gets
A little better.

:- Doug.

Did you think turkeys don’t fly? I just saw seven wild turkeys fly away!

:- Doug.

Dreams are real too
able to shoulder us along

:- Doug.

And the talk will lead them
past dreams and discouragements
toward the center of the bloom

:- Doug.

Once I read what a new mother wrote after watching emotions play across her baby’s face. “I saw my baby was my equal in emotions,” was what I recall. In a similar way I am equal to great writers in the insights playing across my humanity.

:- Doug.

There are other
paths to a person’s
soul

:- Doug.

Of a morning I wrote three poems
no matter I am happy

:- Doug.

What will we say
do the words matter
will we thank

:- Doug.

For some hope
means
something wakes up

:- Doug.

Destruction comes easy
Building up is long and we
are tired and older

:- Doug.

Ask for conversation—your other doesn’t have to participate, but it’s good for the rest of us that you do.

:- Doug.

I am a conversation practitioner—someone learning, doing, and imagining—not an expert. The two-rut road of conversation rolls out before me.

:- Doug.

Is ecstasy—standing outside oneself—to be found in conversing? Or from going out to conversation?

:- Doug.