Poetry, Poetics, Portland
i do sort of 'hear' the namein an almost rosebud like whisperbut w/ a comma perhapsapril, bear (bare)as in the naked sufferingand the lush evocatia of springand all, here, the showers ~etc...the foten-vencil name alwaysgives me a little dog-head as welli feel like bugs bunnyrepeating "Hossenfeffer?"to myselfvoten-fencil?neighbors and stranger..the day.
She irritates the A.M. "There's been an accident on the Banfield :)!" "it's going to rain today:)!" and stumbles over her words in a highly unpredictable way. I...never...know..whe..n...she-ll...sc/rew..up. Oh OPB please don't hire any more cheerleaders.
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