(via Anyway - A Poem By Paul Vincent Cannon)
(via Anyway - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)
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All That Remains - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by Matias Piedrabuena from Pixabay “Love is apart from all things” Jack Gilbert All That RemainsHer shadow playshis memory,her voice approachingwith those old shoesthe worn patchhidden to the worldas much as herreaction to his touch,though subtleher lips give her away,eyes alightthrough her stoic glancesignals a firecatching at first flare,all that remainsis the placing ofmore kindlingto…
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Gnomistry - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by Hans from Pixabay “And we fear the gnomes are just about to strike” Sidney Lanier GnomistryThe gnomes know thingsthey rule,of course they dowith their redporcelain cheeksand pointy hatspudgy arms andbeer bellies,they're so ecognomicever gnomian,they're an agnomallyeven aggnomistin matters esoteric,gnomist in all things,maybe even antignomialin paradox,whatever they arethey're…
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As To Meaning - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Taken in January, summer storm clouds intensify the rays of the sun on the Southern Ocean. “The best story of course, is the one you can’t write …” Sujata Bhatt As To MeaningTo seeeven the sparklewhere the sun touchesthe ocean's skinis to assumegold and mercuryare friends,that they do in factmeet and the eye is true,as to meaningwell, what is that? Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent…
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Choice Is Antithetical - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
At dVerse Sanaa is hosting Open Link Night (with live edition) the night we choose a poem to post. dVerse Poets – OLN Image by Markus Winkler from Pixabay “The end of choice, the last of hope …” Philip Larkin Choice Is Antithetical In my teensa clarity of insight - choice is antithetical,I'm quite capable of decidingbetween two things -let's saybrown or blue sweater,it could go either way,…
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Will You Be Possible? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image: simplypsychology.com “We live in secret cities and we travel unmapped roads.” Alberto Rios Will You Be Possible?How possible is a space,how will it be filled,occupied livedbreathedplannednamed,will it be invitingwill it be approvedabusedusedto its own detriment,becoming a non-space?For what will it be knowngood or ill?Will it have meaning,whose?What position will it…
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Sun Tide - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: pedestrian.tv “Gently I stir a white feather fan …” Li Po Sun TideWarmBlack mozzarella,gooey, stringysteamingoozing,unable to resistthe sun,urban pizzasticks to my shoestyres,stalactites onthe wheel archeswaves along the road,surfing to work. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️
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The Longest Minute - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by Adina Voicu from Pixabay “I want your kiss to be bonded to my mouth, to my soul, to my body.” Pablo Neruda The Longest MinuteAt the tenth houron the sixteenth dayof the third monthin an auspicious yearit seemed rightfor autumnthat I fall for her,so at five past tenI took her by the handand kissed herjust oncewith aftermath -purest silence and the longest minuteas time…
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A Bigger Table - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image: found on tumblr.com “Giving has many faces” Alberto Rios A Bigger TableMy flag is a dishclothmy creed is generositymy anthem a song of welcomemy praxis is sharing,I take down wallsI open doorsI desire to createI desire to learnyour name, your ways,your part in this wildwonderful journeywhere nothing can be smallespecially the heart,and, if this catches firethis love -we'll need a bigger…
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Soul Food - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Image by Lee Travathan from Pixabay “Live in the layers, not on the litter” Stanley Kunitz Soul FoodSome fruits hold delightbehind a jacket of skin,a bananaan orange mmm mango,some fruits -a strawberryso smallthere is nothing yetit is everything at once,but the pomegranate needs timethe right time,patience a woundinga diggingdeeperfor the arils,seeds of sweetnessunlike any other fruit,like…
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The Measure - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: fountaintechpumps.com “Be grateful for whatever comes” Rumi The MeasureNonot by spoons of coffee,it's different nowcomputersemailsEVspond pumps,on averagefive years on the pumpssiftingfilteringbeing cleanedhow many make a life,how many till I go? Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️
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