skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Dash's Poem / Waiting for the bus to pickup Vaughn
It's sunny and cold outside.
A school bus goes by.
Why's the car wet?
It didn't rain.
I think maybe
we should play catch.
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Nobody in the chair
Nobody in the books
Nobody in the rain
—Jack Kerouac
“Long Island Chinese Poem Rain”
About Me
Scott Keeney
My poems have appeared in six books (most recently, Wahoo Sunset, 2019) and in journals such as Court Green, Failbetter, Mudlark, and New York Quarterly.
View my complete profile
Popular Posts
Cat Blog City
Searching for Joe Ceravolo
Poeta Nascitur Sed Fit
Nail File Nite
Letter to Jack Spicer
Miklós Radnóti / Rabid Sky
In Advance of the Broken Link
In the East
Mallarme died today
Blue apples
My Other Blogs
Scott Keeney
reticent nerve
Blog Archive
▼
2026
(2)
▼
August
(1)
Joseph Semenovich, “self-pity deserves an elegy”
►
July
(1)
►
2024
(1)
►
October
(1)
►
2020
(1)
►
August
(1)
►
2012
(36)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(9)
►
August
(10)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(3)
►
April
(2)
►
January
(1)
►
2011
(28)
►
September
(1)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(23)
►
April
(2)
►
2010
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
2009
(173)
►
October
(5)
►
September
(28)
►
August
(70)
►
July
(52)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(2)
►
April
(14)
►
February
(1)
►
2008
(75)
►
November
(5)
►
October
(36)
►
September
(28)
►
August
(6)
►
2007
(97)
►
October
(1)
►
September
(9)
►
August
(35)
►
July
(36)
►
June
(13)
►
May
(3)
►
2006
(43)
►
September
(8)
►
August
(24)
►
July
(10)
►
June
(1)
►
2004
(53)
►
November
(1)
►
October
(8)
►
September
(15)
►
August
(19)
►
July
(10)
Contact
Email