Postcards from the Imagination

I have twenty pages of prose due this week, and as usual it's the poetry that wants to be written. What follows is not a poem yet--but there's something about blogging lines that forces me to see them differently than I can or do in my word processor--a question for neuroscience I guess...

{SNIP}  FYI, for those of you with search engine concerns who like to post drafts --if you edit your post rather than delete it, Google will cache a new copy in place of the old one.  The change takes a day or two, but after that it's gone for good.