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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": April 2010
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Monday, April 26, 2010. I could tell you. What is waiting in the doorway. But the answer is simple:. My body is passing. Away into the creak and fall. The part where numbness sets in. I can't feel alive. The doorway is old. Wood has been shaved off. Paint peels in splinters. And the texture is rubbing away. I placed a curtain of black over it today. A shower of disgrace. Links to this post. Posted by J. McIntyre. Isn't his day job.
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": December 2009
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Sunday, December 27, 2009. Very day brings a choice: to practice stress or to practice peace.". Joan Z. Borysenko. Links to this post. For this, I looked up a tube map. Posted by J. McIntyre. On Tuesday, December 15, 2009. When I was looking for bookshops alone. Where there were racks of silk scarves. Folded neat with bright pinks and greens and gold. Two for fifteen pounds. I touched them, watching the shopkeepers. Free Book Day: ...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": November 2010
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". The Goddess and Her Ram. Posted by J. McIntyre. On Tuesday, November 23, 2010. According to the stars. We only had a 50/50 chance of surviving. So I count it as a miracle. That we lasted this long. Perhaps the fire in you. Could no longer stand. The dirty virgin of me and just set fire. To the whole thing. I took a cue from you. And lit a match, but sinking it. Into soil never made a blaze. You attained. No bonfire in my perceived failure, only smoke. Job t...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": When Looking at the Columbia River is Like Listening to God
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". When Looking at the Columbia River is Like Listening to God. Posted by J. McIntyre. On Monday, March 7, 2011. I thought of suffocation. I thought of sebaceous oil and dirt in pores. And how last night you said. It was the most truthful. Phrase you had said in years. One axiom I could. I myself had thought it true. These clicks inside me. Where I no longer told myself. There, there now. And felt the fissures. The truth packed down. The air kicked out. The sh...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": Hymn, "It Is Well With My Soul"
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Hymn, "It Is Well With My Soul". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Monday, September 13, 2010. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul.". The life of a divorcée poet with an MFA in Creative Writing. Hymn, It Is Well With My Soul. Call for Submissions on Theme of "Imagining Peace": New Madrid Journal. Mobile photography giveaway from black anchor!
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": September 2011
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Saturday, September 3, 2011. I’m going to holler into the darkness. Pray someone answers me back. For the road is dark and made. Of uneven cobblestone. The needles press against my skin. The hobos glare children taunt I walk. Alone dropping pieces of skin. Dead mostly but I’m bleeding. Tearing away at what can be seen. The epidermis is what causes trouble. Sent out into the night. I’m going to holler into the darkness. Eagles On My...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": January 2010
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Friday, January 22, 2010. The dog could come in bleeding from a piece of glass. Or pressure-cooked marinara sauce. Marionettes could wave the communist flag. A double-decker bus could go by. In London or eyes could sweep over. Its grandfather clock without hands. Ladybugs could lay their eggs. On the tulips making up Mickey's. Smile at the entrance to Disneyland. The water at Normandy couldn't be documented in color. Posts to come ...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": Waiting
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Wednesday, December 28, 2011. I’ve come home to molding fruit. Cold air it’s because I’m rarely here. Not to worry in a week or so. I’ll have a new home. Empty rooms I’ll fill. With the remnants again of a life had. For 18 months and now this. This place feels like a holding port. The base of God’s hands. Not purgatory where I’ve waited. Like the poor with ear infections. In the ER waiting room. Like me with an ear infection. Littl...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": December 2011
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Wednesday, December 28, 2011. I’ve come home to molding fruit. Cold air it’s because I’m rarely here. Not to worry in a week or so. I’ll have a new home. Empty rooms I’ll fill. With the remnants again of a life had. For 18 months and now this. This place feels like a holding port. The base of God’s hands. Not purgatory where I’ve waited. Like the poor with ear infections. In the ER waiting room. Like me with an ear infection. Mobil...
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"I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren...": September 2010
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I Don't Have to Explain My Art to You Warren.". Hymn, "It Is Well With My Soul". Posted by J. McIntyre. On Monday, September 13, 2010. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul.". Links to this post. The life of a divorcée poet with an MFA in Creative Writing. Hymn, It Is Well With My Soul. Call for Submissions on Theme of "Imagining Peace": New Madrid Journal. Coconut Oil Suet Cakes.
