A few of my new poems written throughout my day: Here,          we call “conversation” .                      glare                 glance                 glaze over .          conventions    of    conflict .                     go between lines              and find with no resolution .                            unyielding           unlonged-for ______________________________ Wince     hollow     echo     bloom .            these   brief    pauses when   thought   dissipates   into   sound We ought to just— .                                 if you— .                     breathless,           indignant .            holding                     space—

I have really been enjoying the practice of writing a few lines scattered throughout my day.  It has enlivened my sense of productivity, both in poetry and work, I think. Here are a few of my working-girl poems: Arranged by volumes .                    of water                  ways                      through tension                accentuated          by          sunlight .         Inclement     anticipation all     salt   raked      and      tender .                  heart    full    of    longing _____________ Congestion of thought and expectation, .       longing, desire, confusion — we collect moments,        represent them as volumes          of letters                       compiled .         with a notion of tomorrowness– ________________ Re  –  view    your    expected   outcomes look wisely at…