King to the white sign with Julie, chasing chimeras. (idea for a poem) Drunk conversations; blue aging faces. (idea for a poem) Manipulate this series. (idea for a poem) A closed set of circumstances. (idea for a poem) Language poetry said it brought you into the writing. (idea for a poem) 6 am skies over Bard college; mist; inappropriate gestures; touching. (idea for a poem) All your bad poems, in Keds, coming to haunt you. (idea for a poem) Mere rhythm—dissent! (idea for a poem) Cutting the paper in half. (idea for a poem) There is the object of your admiration. (idea for a poem) As if seeing is admiration. (idea for a poem) The unreachable goals of the Cavalier poets; shadow figures in the death of imagination. (idea for a poem) Perfume on a stick. (idea for a poem) The misspellings in a perfect-bound book. (idea for a poem) Last as long as the others-try to survive. (idea for a poem) Eno soundtrack over atrocities of war. (idea for a poem) The disjunct adjunct: ESL engendering [engineering] a new breed (idea for a poem) Julie still walking toward the signs; 6 am skies over college; same mist; same glue. (idea for a poem) We tell the stories that avert embarrassment. (idea for a poem) 100+ days of Bush and still breathing. (idea for a poem) Still smoking. (idea for a poem) We’ll remember him. (idea for a poem) The 1995 poetry conference in New York where you met everyone important to you. (idea for a poem) 6 years later, you are no longer speaking to any of them. (idea for a poem) They were incomplete, those poems, mere scratches against the slate (dada), compared to now, in which they are marble blocks (neo-dada). (idea for a poem) So: baby yourself with a fine carpet, toes, coffee, cigarettes, and write. (idea for a poem) Humor should not be docile; reference should not be oblique. (idea for a poem) Dehydration produces weird moiré patterns in the retina, disco drone rhythms in the ears. (idea for a poem) The interesting “dog among dogs” disposition: WCW philosophy of floundering. (idea for a poem) Or Bill Luoma’s “lazy philosophy.” (idea for a poem) Other sorts of tricks to avoid disaffection—in a time without clocks! (idea for a poem) She said, We need more narrative contents, and less academic brewing. (idea for a poem) Wandering—an old urbanism—renting—what we are left with now. (idea for a poem) Computer not sure where to put the hyphen. (idea for a poem) The radio is silent; so are we. (idea for a poem) Julie’s head is on her arm; her fingers brush the surface of the sea. (idea for a poem) A renewed faith in the powers of chance; why I think small press circulation is not as interesting as the web. (idea for a poem) This page is meeting our goals. (idea for a poem) One of these lines will survive; the statistics suggest it. (idea for a poem) Titles for prog rock albums: medieval sounding syllables, animals. (idea for a poem) Trying to avoid self-consciousness, as in this poem. (idea for a poem) Pale imitations of Darren-Wershler Henry and/or rubber socks for every sort of missile. (idea for a poem) Having lost the