Three by Three

Three short poems on hand. Don't know where to send them. They evolved weirdly -- showing up in one longer poem that I couldn't make work. I dismantled it and from the pieces grew these three. But of what quality and to what purpose? Writing is always something to do, but it isn't always something worth doing -- not if the results are trivial or inept.

Burnt-Out Case

I'm wiped. . . Too many balls in the air -- or not enough air to sustain them. . . Finished the chap for Right Hand Pointing, which we agreed to title Still Life with Firearms, after one of the later poems. . . Dale has developed wittily surreal art to accompany the text. . . It's practically ready to go now, but he's holding, per announced sked, till November. . . I'm cool with that. . . Plenty of work to do between now and then. . . But first I got to let the well refill.

Blue Hour Press Update

"Heartless" has gone through one round of editing. It's also been retitled. It's now called "My Heart Draws a Rough Map" from a line in one of the sections. The editor thought the original title would just remind people of the Kanye West song of the same name. The e-hap will go through one more round of editing and be published (supposedly) in September.