every morning i get up
and surf—you saw
it, just there, and now
here
i cut back but the wave is propelling me onward till
here, i cut back, then race
further along; call it slicing or falling, it’s messing
my hair, until here,
the swell
eases… i float, and i
wait… my mind… wanders, the gulls
make their… noise?
slanting by… and the sea’s
in my chest
so
i caress
what is left
of my
noble intentions
About nosuchthingasastraightline
I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing.
I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/crooked-roads). My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.