is there an update schedule?

update schedules? so far, i've managed to enter something daily. i will attempt to post regular updates, but i doubt it will be daily for much longer. also, as posts grow, check the archives, as only a limited number of poems will be of the front page.

one of my great loves in life (besides poetry and music) is baseball. this poem is from a pile of rejected and rewritten material, currently in no manuscript.



OBJECTIVITY HAS NO FUNCTION

i have looked down the long avenue of years gone by,
looked for the likes of Mays, Musial or Mantle.
i scanned the skies for Davenport, Boyer or Santo.
in their place I found the cold wind of December in empty stadiums.

not all the poems are monumental these days.
not many are even insignificant.

morning skies are hard.
rivers choke on ice.
i search the horizon for anything of comfort,
for anything resembling the warmth of her eyes gone by.