It’s been 20 years since Robert Creeley’s passing and almost 55 years since the historic protest of 1970, which led to both the University of Buffalo and Buffalo State closing their campuses before final exams. Recently, I have been researching the time between fall 1969 and summer 1970 in Buffalo, NY, gathering information for a […]
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December 30th, 1969 Norman was a dapper-looking man with balding hair and neatly trimmed sideburns. He had a penchant for gadgetry and intrigue.. Norman and Marie brought their drinks to the front of the lounge, settling into a VIP section enclosed with velvet drapes—a dark and cozy spot that was completely private. Maccaud pulled out […]
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I studied your yearbook,Felt you there in a room – leading –Head perched on neck adorned by a bobI trolled through thousands of newspapers.Your story shone just as your name.Toppled to your demiseI walked to your tombstone,A short measure from where the toppled was buriedYour tombstone, adorned by a bookI felt the tombstone; a loose […]
Read MoreWe’re gonna rob a bank today,Norman sd to his reflection, while the razor dangled under the running faucet. His heart fluttered with anticipation. It was seven hours to get to Waltham, MA.
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Burmon INN Elaine gripped the hard steering wheel of the red Chevy on her way to the stag party. If she had just turned around, she could have defied her fate. She glanced at Marie in the bucket seat, her eyes fixed on the passenger mirror. She applied her Sheila-red lipstick. Confronting words rearranged in […]
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I prepared as well as I could, I gave it my all, and that’s all I could do.I’m not a Phi Beta Kappa, but I could make words out of the 3 Greek letters…
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tension, with unusable force bursts, waiting. look – see a soft glow.the first of many long breaths before you’re subconscious and coerced to take some more, just a few more. Stop, more </END> Every time I look at social media, I get more anxious.
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90 minutes 12 minutes –plus 3 minutes for cleanup-6 groupsgo.bingo, you get a sticker andGo, you got a bingo – flower in a pot.and go flower with circle petals bingoand goStrawberry, what color are strawberries? Do they have their seeds on the outside or inside? bingoGo, what’s your favorite animalAnd go, is it time to […]
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in construction Norman Maccaud a Canadian Bank-robber, counterfeiter, and charismatic goodfellow was born in Toronto in 1933, he spent his summers with his grandparents in the Scottish waters galavanting around with pigeons and cousins the most free he ever felt. Norman spent 30 percent of his live in prison the most time spent in The […]
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Everything is fake nowon social media,Reference your resources.This one didn’t finish that 14 million dollar projectThe other didn’t go to law school. But where confidence lies.
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Don’t forget where you’re from,but don’t look in a newspaper,don’t ask any questions.If you do seek answersthe familiar cuts you off –left with only keywords and search results. Maybe you should not have lookedin the databases, the newspapers,the fulton history of buffalo.But you did and atsunami of information, form and energyprojected into that space, behind […]
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Draw a picture of the footfor Dr. Williams. Foot muscles,are different from your hands. Try to controlyour toes –mental pain? Practice, push thebig toe downinto the ground. Push the pinky iso Kai iso with the big toe. Next push the heel Isometricpressure down. After time your brain is freed from the torment it felt in the beginning was Logos.
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IN CONSTRUCTION No one to fear, but me to fight,one eye in – the past, one – mouth to sayrage forward purpose, move towards the light. Though family splits, friends with bigger blights,New souls born today, old souls yesterday,No one to fear but me to fight, X humans apathetic waiting for the night,the lucky ones […]
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what am i offering to the world?Aristotle’s says you need to purge tragedy,but what are the consequences? That is why I was late to my yoga class, running to rush in at the last minute. Embarrassingly I’m making it a bit of a habit, adding this writing is throwing off my other priorities. This isn’t […]
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– iso kai iso – equal and equal – balance It’s been 10 years sincemy dad lastly gasped on April Fool’s Day. My two children never met him; one was in my belly, and the other was yet to be. My son loves April Fool’s Day as kids do, which opposes my sadness, bringing me […]
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I can not liemy muse has caressed my templesafter falling to my knees at her threshold. Anima Hilda…American English Grecian goddess…I bring Giftsof my braids,long strains of hairbunched into threeseparated, twistedI make a Vocation. I’ve seen the grey-eyed starethat penetrates,when our lenses meet,after you twist your neck, head, and chin –stretch toward your scapula –Fierce.And […]
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Ride with it when you wake up and have a surge of energy.gloomy skies colding in opposition to the spring.give it up Janus, we yearn to spring forth.A bit more waiting?before thedaffodils project up toward the always goldenand we walk upward withbarefeet.
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I’m writing a creative nonfiction book about woman named Elaine Stec. She was 21 and died in Buffalo, NY in 1970. She went on a date with Gino Albini and witnessed the death of Thomas Trent. Could she be trusted to stay quiet? In the tumultuous time, during the Vietnam war, the American student’s were […]
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Springtime –The ice boomIt lifts. logos, theword flowsfrom the erie lakedown the riveraround a grand island,down the rapidsplummeting some 83 ftinto the gorge andonto Lake Ontariovoyaging onward to the seaway existing into the Atlantic Ocean.
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I stopped drinking years ago. The first year was hard. I sought out a therapist 3 years ago, and it took me over a year to decide completely to quit. In the beginning, I would do a dry January or 100 day challenge, proving to myself and my therapist that I could go without booze, […]
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In University in 2003, I was a poet with confidence of which I have since forgotten. I gathered information so that i could be the best poet. I wanted to meet a real poet so I wrote a email to Robert Creeley not expecting to get a response. But he responded within a day and agreed to do a work study with me. The one eyed poet met with me on Saturdays at Cafe Aroma, where we talked about HD Hilda Doolittle a high definition poet, wars, relationships and jazz. I walked up to cafe Aroma in my tattered blue…
Read More 243 days sober My father died 9 years ago today while I was 6 months pregnant with my first child. I never fully grieved. the day in the hospital. before he died, he was frail and exhausted with dementia, and now a broken arm. Mom was fed up and did not want to care for […]
Read MoreElaine Stec was born on August 22, 1948 in Cheektowaga / Sloan area east of Buffalo NY.
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