Category Archives: Cognition

Poetic Forms

I may have overdone the sonnet form:expressing my ideas in 14 lines.Of late it’s like a cogitating norm –an octave of descriptive thought combineswith resolution’s salve, confusion’s storm,or declarations sharp as porcupines.Perhaps I need to vary how much inkI use, … Continue reading

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High Horse

I love your love and value your respectbut honestly, your vehemence is dire.I need your ears and heart – I don’t expectdefensive bold assertions, and your irebecomes a force that forces me to pause.It’s like I never own my own … Continue reading

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To Sleep

I think I like to sleep, but I’m not there to judge; it’s only as I start to fall to slumber, that I’m comfortably aware my latest thoughts are what I can’t recall. As I relax, I set my hands … Continue reading

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Pretending (HA 110 Sestina)

It takes a while for catastrophe to be accepted by the human mind. We may react reflexively at once, the way we mindlessly pull back from burn, but full acceptance is a slower deal. At first we try to bargain … Continue reading

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Hissy Fits (HA 107)

What is this tendency to not attempt? My mom and BFF both seem the same, the way they fling, as if they were exempt from trying harder. Each will make the claim of age. It’s like she has by now … Continue reading

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Calibration of Happiness (HA 73)

I worked for years with somebody so drab and dull, I wondered how her weekends went. For most the Monday lunches she would blab about her social life: how excellent that picnic felt; this party was a blast. But then … Continue reading

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Frail Memory (HA 63 Curtal Sonnet)

Remember how we tried to reuse bags? The steps we took avoiding solo drives? Conserving resources for equity, disdaining plastic and employing rags where paper went before, protecting lives of dolphins, reefs of coral majesty? Or are we on the … Continue reading

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Titling (HA 41 Novelinee)

For over 40 days I’ve stayed inside, a senior with a bronchial history, and every day since this began, I’ve tried to pen a novel form of poetry. No sooner do I comprehend the drift of rules today for meter, … Continue reading

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House Arrest 32 (Pushkin Sonnet)

I used to change my voicemail every day, recording first the date and day of week, informing callers I was not away but mostly locating, by this technique, myself in place and time, and planning, too, the items on my … Continue reading

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House Arrest 31 (The Jerk Rispetto)

We told the boys they couldn’t play more games until their room was clean. We didn’t care who worked, what way, or when (the oldest is 13). The Ruler wants our house arrest to end, but first we have to … Continue reading

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