PS: Your Poem a Week w/ Philippe Shils

47. invest

10/31/2020

47. invest

ment counsel
ing here things
to buy and
say cellular

I can wise you
in up nowadays

stock called
waxing gibbous
contrail merge
cocktail surge
laughing talking
tasking stacking

your money
replicate
yourmoon
yer money
rumors gossip
growing your
gunnysack
yourmoneysack

if you
are willing
willing
in me
to trace
to trace
to trust

in me it isn’t
free but it
might as
well be

for you for you
get it before
it catches
before
it hatches
eggs nest
eggs

rules are rules
are rules what
do you care for

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46. Polynya

10/20/2020

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46. Polynya

After a year in the ice studying studyingice and puffin bear fox dreams of icewe left for the oldhome. Our ship lockedin in ice drifting. We hadradio wehad tv wehad books we hadjobs wedid. Wedrifted purposefully chose to live therewe bored in the crust the icewith drills with hardsteadydrills tofind the nests tofind the age during which we beganto know enough to dissolve the ice. There wasa plague awayfrom fromthe ice. Where it was toowarm and where the icewas was made to undo therewasa plague. Farfromthat werewe weredrifting. We drilled the ice we lookedfor traces gases salt ice salt. A hornet was found in some flour aflower and nurtured untildead from the cold and saved kneltto in a jar inamber. During the long nightwinter there were dances. In the longdaysummer we slept hardly at all and neverprayed. We looked for medicine in theice forlife in the ice. We were the onlylife wefound. Brash ice became pack ice. Ice floes you think youare the icefloes but the landedge is whatyou are.

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45.Love letter 15: Builder

10/17/2020

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A poem and a pic a week. For a year. Or so. And this is also Lu’s birthday sonnet as it is Lucia’s 15th birthday at 12:01.

Happy birthday to Lucia Lee!
There will be cake, and glee, and anarchy!

(With a painting of his sister courtesy of DiamondPart 20/20. )

45.
Love letter 15: Builder
She says to build. Pats her chest at the tree
to say build more trees. Nods to the sea
to ask for boats built not from trees
but from the sea.
Looks to the moon and sees the marbled
paths on its lower edge and we wonder
can we shape and smooth the ragged
plumes
the clouds make of the other boundaries
of the moon. The crux of her crooked arm
is the tip of the season towards winter
which spills into spring. A basket, a
ball,
a chair, a table, at last a spoon.
At last a spoon, at last a fork, at last
a rod to cast at the moon’s verge at last.

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44. a cat in a mask is

10/7/2020

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Drawing by DiamondPart 20/20.
44. a cat in a mask is

covidcat
captures
your fancy
to get you to
pay tension
attend to

your duties
to neighbors
your duties
obligate
tensions
attention

drawn to
appeal to
kids covidcat
stands in the
muddle middle
of the pale
pavement
staring down
a concrete mixing
tick tock
truck

muddling
swirling
germs

this is no
pole barn cat
slinking
this is
covidcat
not viralkitty
no pawlicker

she says
carve me
a sore
a sharp
clawed
sword

covidcat in
her mask
faces you
down calumny
calmly ears
down feline
fever down

needling
neading
you to
understand
that alley rules
are no rules
not rules at all

a cat in a mask
is covidcat

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October 04th, 2020

10/4/2020

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43. antler velvet medicine harvest

covideer
splutter
clutter
clatter across
the concrete
along a river

signiflied
single file
but spliced
displaced
spaced as
like family

rattatattat is
the sound that
they make

get close
to the houses
don’t glide
sidle hide in
the trees

the houses
and their rooms
are for growing
pearls long
into ragged
plumes

along the
river are the
homes
where the
deer hide
the hunters
lay the
children play

along the
river ratta
tat tat
where
the trees
snap

grown
treacherous
from the weight
of nests

mounding
woes
angers
antlers
entangle
untangle
as they grow
ratta tat
tat

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