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Author:

James Filitz

 
Pen name:
James Filitz
Location:
Hastings, MN
Name:
jim filitz
My site:
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Bio:
I am trying to cultivate a voice that fights against my flibberty gibbet sensibilities. Sometimes I may trip over a phrase and pick it up to admire its listful qualities. Other times I will ignore the quiet complexity of a word that "ties the room together". I don't write enough, yet I want to be what I am not yet. A poet with hope.
 
 
 
My Reponses
 
Date Title Content
09/07/2010 Thinking Without Sleep my body seems to think I am being too...
08/23/2010 . We dig the rocks from the raw earth hoping...
08/23/2010 . seed given a place to root, bears as much...
08/05/2010 Garden by Candlelight She lays poised at my lips expectant –...
06/06/2010 Stairs Are Steep Weeds became border Tall as ferns Joining...
04/30/2010 Pagan Tears The clouds were not iron as you...
04/17/2010 Lana Gentry Her hair was a brush painting her...
04/06/2010 Of air and water Fallen too the waves My temples so utterly...
04/02/2010 Her Constellation The rosary lay crooked in her hand, elastic...
04/18/2009 Last Call I wish all of you the very best. I have...
04/18/2009 within a quiet room Must it be a poem that feels the warmth of...
03/28/2009 Summer Plays a blinking eye flips shadows into...
03/21/2009 10:43 and counting: A mood as blind as you might really be Fishing the ring through my eyebrow I...
03/19/2009 Remembering isn't what it used to be (I posted the poem above from memory. See...
03/19/2009 along the way spring song held in mouth the journey;...
03/06/2009 Life's a one way road harvest my tears save them until I fall...
02/25/2009 six months later sitting at the edge of the bed searching...
02/20/2009 As I lay Beside you Lying beside you, I search the silence for...
02/10/2009 Beautiful in Shadow (redux) Smoke curls around unsteady feet from the...
02/10/2009 love, lust and the joy of fumbling What are you doing? I’m trying to...
02/05/2009 Your Breath Is the Only Sound smoke is still curling around their...
02/05/2009 beautiful in shadow brutish hand at her back flattening fingers...
01/29/2009 Wouldn't I Love The Country Life We have heard the tales of fathers walking...
01/15/2009 On a Roll A new place to meet To discuss and level...
01/15/2009 we should know better we should all do well to forget that we are...
01/15/2009 quiet life beyond pale stream small leaf floating,...
01/06/2009 You Thought Hal Was Your Friend palm fronds blistered white a cradle...
01/05/2009 Through a Window, What I See it doesn’t matter if the window is...
12/18/2008 Whole lotta B.S., YES did you know we criss cross over infinite...
12/12/2008 Celestial Trundlings of the Upper Midwest Creased and faded petals held in a clenched...
12/06/2008 The Lion and the Lamb, A Cautionary Tale (redux) Gather round me now children, for I have a...
11/28/2008 The Lion and the Lamb, A Cautionary Tale Lend me your hand child, I am but not a...
11/21/2008 Scarecrow The sky was a faraway crimson, almost...
11/10/2008 Driving Home The spruce has overgrown into an unsightly...
11/03/2008 Reflection (reworked) Words tripped from my lips, fluttered into...
11/02/2008 Reflection The words dripped from my lips, fluttered...
10/28/2008 Ineffable crystalline souls raze autumn’s tears, hand...
10/24/2008 When The Fires Came I struggle to undress these words; my sweet...
10/22/2008 Over With Beer What began with wine went to fire Until the...
10/21/2008 Gone Daddy, Gone This bitter air stirs echoes of promises...
 

 

 

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