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Day 15/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170815)

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unable to panic
when the jet fuel starts to burn….

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Don’t stop now. Read the whole thing. My poem normalcy bias is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

Note: I was made aware of the normalcy bias from a book (I’m listening to the audio version) titled You Are Not So Smart by David McRaney. I endorse this book, as well as his podcast.

Day 14/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170814)

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given no tail to wag
it is hard for you
to tell me….

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Want to read more? You can. My poem while given no tail to wag is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page. Check it out like a book from the library.

This prompt is brought to you by Jazz Jaeschke. Jazz is new to my site, but I’m very excited to give her this poem. Jazz, thanks for sponsoring me!

Almost half through and you still have time to can sponsor me Check out Go to Tupelo Press’ Project 30/30 page for more details.

in which i make good on a promise to deliver the audio equivalent of the wild kingdom’s fight club, complete with badgers

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They said I was mad. Mad! But I told them I would do it.

Here is my audio recording of my poem “while skydiving, i contemplate the inner ear, stalactites, the half-life of monamine oxidase inhibitors, why i consistently burn my bacon, and whether the chute will open” which you can read (in less time that you took to read that title) at Tupelo’s 30/30 Project page.
Look for Day 10 and the longest title on the page.

Part of the deal was that I would include an audio recording for Robert Okaji in exchange for his sponsoring (and titling) this poem. You can see his site here.

while skydiving

She’s No Betty Grable: An Audio Interlude

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My poem for Day 7 of the Tuple 30/30 project can be read here, but you can listen to it on this very page.

You get to hear it because I was told that I had to go first by my poet friend Pleasant Street, if I wanted to hear her read one of her recent poems. If that’s not old school, I don’t know what is.

She’s No Betty Grable.

Day 11/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170811)

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a lantern floats in a small bowl
a sandalwood scented candle burning
just outside the front door
you always liked lotus flowers….

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Want to read more? You can. My poem ghost is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

(This one is a bit late. Hope to have today’s poem up soon…)

Day 10/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170810)

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one moment i stand framed in metal
the next the air takes me
i throw myself at the ground….

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Want to read more? You can. My poem while skydiving, i contemplate the inner ear, stalactites, the half-life of monamine oxidase inhibitors, why i consistently burn my bacon, and whether the chute will open is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page. Check it out like a book from the library.

This prompt is brought to you by the incomparable Robert Okaji. Please go and absorb his site O at the Edges. You will become a better poet, a better reader, nay, a better person, through osmosis.

Please note: Robert supplied the above title and also requested a typed copy of his poem AND an audio recording. I will record the poem before the weekend is out and post a second time, because that’s how I roll. Also, most of my poems are shorter than the title he gave me, and I seriously thought about trying to cram as much of that into a haiku as I could, but it would probably have taken me a week.

This is day 10. You can sponsor me (I know you want to) and have me write a poem for you. Let me be a puppet for you. Pull my strings. Go to Tupelo Press’ Project 30/30 page for more details.