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Poetry Blog: August 2011
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Wednesday, August 31, 2011. From clouds, leaves, waves. 1996. Yosemite, with stars at night,. An unearthly cold,. Constellations like snow,. Closer to original stories. The falls and clouds, rain and snow,. High above, then. Flowing to a sea, the Big Sur,. Teetering on an edge. Pfieffer Beach, a rock, splash- a wave. Painting the sun,. Going down in the Pacific. A wild place,. Cold, windy and disorienting,. Later, rocking to sleep, feeling. On a Western Jaunt,.
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Poetry Blog: September 2011
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Saturday, September 10, 2011. He’d filled it uP. I have had this sitting around. I thought it was to continue but I think the continuation by now will be a new poem. It seems now my poem goes on saying the same thing, just saying it better. He’d filled it uP. By now, his life. The spiral bound books. Among the dead spiders and. Kerosene dirt, smudged the. Moments time left, fading. He'd kept on spinning-. Reaching for some resolution. It all out someday. Not of...
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Poetry Blog: January 2011
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Thursday, January 20, 2011. Or from Under His Mountains. He was out painting the fish shape,. The reeds came as thoughts. In a sleepless Night,. The cold kitchen table. A scent here,. Mother and death, here,. The sea, here. Tally was- Here,. The Mother, and Night. The Death and the Sea,. The beauty in the order,. In the red rust reeds. Flowing in disposition,. And light, Cycling from. Revolved and around, The stars- blazed. In the shadows, If you saw them.
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Poetry Blog: Some New Things
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. 1 The Great Rotation. New poem still in edit. Http:/ thegreatrotation.blogspot.com. Http:/ gregorybottszineblog.blogspot.com. Labels: Some New Things. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Clouds, leaves, waves. 2015 The Great Rotation. 2009 He'd filled it uP. 2005 Back 2 the StudiO. 2003 All One, revolving. 1992 Clouds, leaves, waves. Acheans at the Wall, Richard Serra. 1984 Achilles / Tent. 1985 like a dream vaguely remembered. From c...
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Poetry Blog: Acheans at the Wall, Richard Serra
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Acheans at the Wall, Richard Serra. My friend Roy and I had been out all night the last stop being Magoo's bar. it was early or late, I forget if they closed after 2:00 am or- I remember when closing was 5 am. Acheans at the Wall, 1979, Gregory Botts. It was dark and misty the street lights making the streaking light through fog that it does often in the early morning. The 2 x 4 passed over and to the other side. It was like a ship passing in the night and one ...
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Poetry Blog: #7, He’d filled it uP.
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Sunday, January 12, 2014. 7, He’d filled it uP. 7, He’d filled it uP. And goings on the NEW. WOrlD, worleD, twirled. It’s ThE EartH, StupiD! Turned round upon themselves. Turn, turn, turn. Sometimes I like to paint. The scene in front of me. Sometimes I like to remember. The scene, and simplify. Things in the Imagination. Jack thought there should. He, Jack, Henry, and the Company. Struggled beyond, some failed at this. The Henry’s were struggling. Of everythin...
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Poetry Blog: John McCracken Memorial
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. This is a piece of writing from my Journals, written in May 1999: I met John in 1980 teaching together at the University of California at Santa Barbara. We shared a building that we used as studios. I never saw much of him at first, his tall thin figure slipping outside to his Toyota pick up, then later the door creaking shut as he came back. The exhaust fan he used to rid the studio of fumes and dust would come on and. Whir into the night. Would bring it out.
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Poetry Blog: August 2015
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. 1 The Great Rotation. New poem still in edit. Http:/ thegreatrotation.blogspot.com. Http:/ gregorybottszineblog.blogspot.com. Labels: Some New Things. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Clouds, leaves, waves. 2015 The Great Rotation. 2009 He'd filled it uP. 2005 Back 2 the StudiO. 2003 All One, revolving. 1992 Clouds, leaves, waves. Acheans at the Wall, Richard Serra. 1984 Achilles / Tent. 1985 like a dream vaguely remembered. From clouds, l...
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Poetry Blog: December 2013
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Gregory Botts, since Clouds, leaves, waves. Tuesday, December 31, 2013. All One, revolving. #2. Name- born in thought. Walking in the world-. Kite like- the Idea. Maybe, I was done. Stop, to that -. Something in the object. Alive to a next moment. Just in writing it down, the Ordering. I hadn’t realized. Making a life some shape, color, line. Then this need to tell you,. Comic world made,. But this fragmentation is real. THE REALITY is frightening. I have my own war. Maybe I should stay-. I am all heaven,.
