This blog started life as a clumsy homage to Richard Brautigan, favorite poet. Today is, I understand, some kind of celebration of short poems. Brautigan was a master of the form, so it's hard to choose just one to carry around in my virtual pocket today. OK, maybe not that hard.
Tokyo / June 11, 1976
I have the five poems
that I wrote earlier today
in a notebook
in the same pocket that
I carry my passport. They
are the same thing.
[from "June 30th, June 30th" Dell Publishing, 1978)
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