by pbsartist | Apr 23, 2025 | OPENstudio
peeling the lids from my eyes bright is more than expected not yet daylight yet all the same a titanium glow snow I’ve waited the month out for the dark to turn for the mind to awaken to the lightness of the hours November now gone I wonder if I missed a queue a step...
by pbsartist | Apr 21, 2025 | OPENstudio
It happens in that minute before official sunrise in the air that is almost spring but yet has winter living in it for a few more weeks with the sky high and unclouded and the rain due not for today a star flicks one last time and the edges of...
by pbsartist | Apr 19, 2025 | OPENstudio
and realize that may be winter’s best gift not an idling to be tolerated but a softening to be acquired time too does this the body no longer acquiescing to the drive we’ve taken it on its edges gently blur as we continue all the same days and months spent wondering...
by pbsartist | Apr 17, 2025 | OPENstudio
a stagnant river beyond the back of beyond a lake not fished in a long while idle a hand resting across a chest a bent-angled wing cast along a still breast atop the grey wet pavement this river this lake this hand this wing have flown have risen have reached have...
by pbsartist | Apr 15, 2025 | OPENstudio
it’s been encouraged that to work oneself out one must employ the ear of an impersonal listener I myself find it magnificently uplifting to engage conversation with one close friend this then the ideal medium in which to straighten out my...
by pbsartist | Apr 13, 2025 | OPENstudio
I love you I said it upon waking not a preaching from the self-help gurus but written on my mind’s eye like lipstick across a bathroom mirror a simple question ensued- irrespective of how we’re ‘meant’ to feel and certainly unshackled from what...
