In the gray light
of morning
the thin grass
blades
turned
brown
beneath
the snow,
the barn in the back,
the sound of the heat
through
the vents,
the coffeemaker,
the keys
clicking
like teeth
when I type:
here,
they all say
when there’s nothing
left to be
said,
“here.”
Written for a Joy Division poster I had in the ’90s.
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Bill Pearse 
I never thought of using an old “Joy Division” poster for inspiration by it really worked for you. Cool poster too.
Thanks for sharing.
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Ha, my pleasure Bill! Thanks for reading and commenting my friend, Bill
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Shalken, Joy Division. Loving your thirst for inspiration. With a bit of luck it might inspire others (not looking at any mirror in particular).
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Is Shalken the name of the photographer? I was trying to figure that out. Doing a search on that name brings up strange results. But I loved that photo. Oh hi Bruce!
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Shalken painted your girl eating apple by candle light, I think?
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Oh, right…sorry, was confused between different posts. Sorry about that and thanks Bruce! Bye!
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You’re just too prolific!
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A poster outfit used to come to my university during opening week or so and make a killing. Mine included an image of Brooklyn Bridge and “Guernica” — both long gone. Like my youth.
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Ah, the poster outfits. Right, that makes sense. Funny, a while back you made an autumn music mix for me. I put it on my phone to listen to in my car and have been, and enjoying it. So you are remembered here, in peculiar ways, considering…well, the nature of things. I just started making the gravy, and the house is full of that smell, and it’s making me hungry.
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my daughter worked summers for one of those ‘poster outfits’ that ross mentioned. crisscrossing across the country with a friend in a truck, what an adventure –
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That sounds super, good experience!
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