Eve Rounds

Mix CD’s (not a poem)

i used to make my dad mix cd’s. he loved finding what came to be some of his favorite artists this way. (another connection we had along with plants, cribbage and beer.)

the very first album was titled “Daddy & Tweety V1”. of course followed by “D & T V2”. then i started making themed mixes. i can’t remember what those themes were or which songs specifically, but because i am a loyal listener, i’m certain that i still love (most) of the artists i shared with him. those bands and solo artists i deemed worthy made multiple appearances. sometimes my dad would give me feedback, ask for more of someone or what he didn’t like about someone else.

on my brother’s recent trip to my parent’s, he helped my mom go through the attic. there he found a huge stash of CDs and cassettes. I asked my brother to look for specific albums i’d gifted my dad, along with the mixes. he found Nicole Atkins (Goodnight Rhonda Lee) and Neko Case (Middle Cyclone). no D&T’s but he did discover “Women”. i don’t remember this at all! the theme is obvious.

of course iTunes couldn’t figure out the 12 tracks so i had to listen. i recognized all of the artists, but had to think/search on some of the songs.

Over the Rhine – Spark
Carla Werner – Edge of Joy
Feist – Secret Heart
Cat Power – I Found A Reason
Over the Rhine – All I Need Is Everything
Carla Werner – Ghost Road
Feist – Mushaboom
Cat Powers – The Greatest
Over the Rhine – The Seahorse
Carla Werner – Ships
Feist – Lonely Lonely
Cat Power – Free

i stand by 8/12.

my next post will be a poem using the titles of all of the these songs.

good morning untitled

what happens now save every voicemail not that his tone would have been forgotten but to hear him call me tweety as many times as

snip snip

the magic of a fresh cut i am literally lighter though not by much my shoulders have less to lug my neck has less to

but ok but

write some poems that i can give him ok (but they’ll all be about the hims) good idea bad idea no good twinning and losing

a 5 7 5 for e

peering through thick glass your back to me is waiting any news at all? running down broad steps into your brotherly arms crying without breath!


is it the ticking of the third hand or the faucet dripping onto discount bulk blueberries both measuring time “going in circles” as he would

a poem about you for you (and you)

you are your own though your temperament reminds me of him your head is more ripe mango while his was more soft plum my love