Category Archives: NaPoWriMo ~ 2012

Poems I’ll write for NaPoWriMo ~ 2012.

Chess set

I loved chess; Dad loved me. Dad found it somewhere, missing one or two pieces, a discard. It was a carved wooden folding box with alternating brown and white inlaid squares. Staunton- style brown and white pieces matched the squares. … Continue reading

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Mornings

He doesn’t sleep through the night any more. He’s up before dawn most mornings. In his kitchen he fills the Teflon hot pot with water and places it back on the stove, plugs it in. His coffee cup is speckled … Continue reading

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Elegy to M.

M. was a childhood friend who killed himself. I have removed the text of this poem from my blog post. Details to follow! Andrew Shattuck McBride NaPoWriMo April 26, 2012

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On Kīlauea

For my poem today, I used a prompt from poet and educator Jennifer Bullis. Her workshop group tasked members to write a poem “incorporating the following words or concepts: maps / getting lost, stochastic, lightning, and diacritical marks.” Crazy? No. … Continue reading

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Family Trees

Dad’s property in Volcano was two and a half acres in ohia – hapu῾u fern forest, field and lawn. Along two sides were what he called tsugi pines over sixty feet tall. Later I learned that these were cryptomeria, from … Continue reading

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Chinese Banyan – Hilo, Hawai῾i

A Chinese Banyan rooted in the small backyard of Mom’s new house in Hilo. I assayed what needed to be done around her yard that first year. With certainty of youth, I heartlessly informed her that the Chinese Banyan had … Continue reading

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Night Walk

How do I tell a woman so much younger that she’s exquisite, that I admire her intellect? That the way she looks at me disconcerts, that I haven’t felt this way in many years? I don’t; it’s safer to ask … Continue reading

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