ARMENIAN POETRY PROJECT

9-28-12 it was that kind of day i should have writ a poem about i should have strolled golden sunshined through crunch leafy paths am...

i could write every poem listening to joni mitchell songs 'a case of you' playing like a winter long ago up there in the east of...

I want to write a poem No type a poem Who the hell hand writes but me? I was poised to type Devoid of thought or idea No poetic notion at...

Tired Or at least I was Two Starbucks later Awake and alert to All my flaws and Undone to-do list Growing like some kind Metaphorsisized c...

I came slipperless To your house and entered Bare in foot and soul

Rock Sculpture at Compo Beach I was in Japan I saw the Zen Rock Garden Yours was better 5/22/2005

I write the poem Of life on the Canvas of your belly Expanding.

Smashed Out of my mind I think of you And you And you And you But mostly you

In Honor of the Armenian Poetry Project & it's Founder Lola Koundakjian Armenians always hear the voices Echoing from the past The ...

It is not possible To write the poem of you, Since the you of you Permeates the me of me Creating the Coital spider of us It is not possibl...

to the poet's home across harvard yard anticipation meeting with the daughter of my grandfather's friend, a pilgrimage to see to lea...