Study the chocolate-chip cookie — a thin, hard planet of sugar. On its skin, chips glint like constellations; beneath, a warmer gravity. I could bite deep and erase the softened center, or nibble forever and never hear the single true note it keeps for itself. So I wrap a corner in foil, ladle fragments into … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – My Relationship with a Cookie, v.2
Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.5
Schooltime in early autumn;the playground is full but hollow,the out-of-bounds field calls, more tempting. The field bristles with burrs and the hush of dying grass,yet the apple tree insists, irresistible and small. We climb to be kings on the age-old tree,claiming crowns from the highest, wind-scarred branches. Power is kept in an arsenal of apples—tokens … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.5
Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.4
Schooltime in early autumnthe playground is full butthe out-of-bounds field calls, more tempting. The field bristles with burrs,yet the apple tree remains irresistible We race to be kings on the age-old treeclaiming crowns from the highest branches Power is kept in an arsenal of applesall glossy, ripe, but oddly inedible. Old ogres and crones patrol … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.4
Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.3
Early autumn—school bell, a playground clotted with jackets.The out-of-bounds field bristles with burrs; yet the low apple tree wins us.Its limbs hang like small promises. We climb to become kings, to make crowns of high, wind-thin branches,counting power not in coins but in apples—bright, lacquered tokens—ripe only in the dreaming tongue; never for the mouth. … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.3
Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.2
Schooltime in early autumn—the playground full, but the out-of-bounds field calls.Bristling with burrs, it calls; still, the apple tree wins. We race to be kings in the age-old tree,claiming the highest, trembling boughs.Power is counted in an arsenal of apples—ripe in look, not in bite. Ogres and crones pace the margins; some flee.The boldest stay: … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – The Apple Tree, v.2
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The American Night: The Lost Writings Vol. 2 by Jim Morrison
The American Night reads like a ledger of a mind habitually on the verge: on the verge of revelation, of collapse, of translation from flesh to myth. Volume 2 of these “lost writings” collects material that refuses the safe categories of “poetry,” “memoir,” or “manifesto.” Instead it offers a hybrid text — lyric fragments, dramatic … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The American Night: The Lost Writings Vol. 2 by Jim Morrison
Revisionist Poetry – “Orange Man”, v.8 (a political elegy, or effigy, depending on how you see it…)
Orange man, orange man — where have you gone?It came to pass, not to the glare of banners nor to the roaring place of crowds,but into the rooms where sound unthreads itself into quiet,into the slow, cool places where applause, like dust, lies down and sleeps;and the lamps that once took your colour now burn … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – “Orange Man”, v.8 (a political elegy, or effigy, depending on how you see it…)
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Wilderness: The Lost Writings Vol. 1 by Jim Morrison
Jim Morrison’s Wilderness reads like the private notebook of a performative prophet: half-oracular lyric, half-fractured meditation, constantly shifting between erotic delirium and cold metaphysical curiosity. As a volume of “lost writings” drawn from a celebrity-poet whose musical persona already blurred the line between poet and performer, Wilderness asks a reader to do two things at … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Wilderness: The Lost Writings Vol. 1 by Jim Morrison
Revisionist Poetry – “Orange Man”, v.7 (a political narrative😉😉)
Orange man, orange man — where have you gone?Not to the scoreboard or the stage, but to the slow rooms of the night,where applause cools into dust and banners are folded like small graves. Orange man, orange man — what did you leave?A house full of echoes: canned laughter, a ledger of promises, a suit … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – “Orange Man”, v.7 (a political narrative😉😉)
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The Lords and The New Creatures by Jim Morrison
Jim Morrison’s The Lords and The New Creatures arrives at the reader like a recorded improvisation—uneven, urgent, and saturated with moments of startling clarity. Originally assembled from two short volumes first issued in the late 1960s, the text functions less as a conventional poetic sequence than as a series of charged tableaux: flashes of eroticism, … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The Lords and The New Creatures by Jim Morrison
The New Renaissance Mindset 