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15 year anniversary
Now it is winter

What do you see in this photo?
A lot of things have changed in the last ten years. This photo captures an early Monday morning in downtown Asheville, North Carolina. When I look at this photo, I see a thousand words of visual storytelling. But I also see what is left out. Each photo is framed in such a manner as to communicate what the photographer intends. What do you see in this photo? If you had to write a thousand words about this photo, how would the first sentence read?
Things you will not find in an e-book

Poem Fourteen: Sunrises I and III
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Poem Thirteen: Reading “The American Zen Master” by Dick Allen

Poem Eleven: Narrative kernel
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Poem Ten: Values
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Thursday Great Lakes blues

Lake Michigan. Last week. As viewed from the the Milwaukee Art Museum’s Baumgartner Galleria. Glass sculpture.
World Peace Tree at Cathedral Square Park

Poem 7: Always Departing

Poem 6: Saturday Night, Coffeehouse
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NOTES: Originally published in Rapid River Arts & Culture Magazine, April 2004. Unable to locate the printed artifact nor find a digital version on the publisher’s website, I photographed this draft of “Saturday Night, Coffeehouse.”
Poem 5: Prairie Constellations

Poem 4: Last night at the New French Bar
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The fourth poem, Last night at the New French Bar, was published in Crab Creek Review. It is part of seven published poems I am sharing during National Poetry Month.
Somewhere I read that a poet should never explain a poem, but rather let the poem speak to the reader. This is an example of allowing the poem to communicate to the reader. No need for introduction nor backstory.
Poem 3: Loneliness visits
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For National Poetry Month I will share seven photos of published poems. The third poem, Loneliness visits, was published in ISM Quarterly.
Poem 2: Reading “My American Body”
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Reading “My American Body” by W. K. Buckley
by Matthew Mulder
Fireflies sparkle
outside. I see them through the
living room window.
It’s the time between
times as I
examine a new hole in
my jeans and consider
“Picking up their shreds
to the tangled light.”
Condensation rolls down
St. Pauli Girl who
makes me sparkle
inside.
NOTES:
(c) Matthew Mulder. All rights reserved.
Originally published in Rapid River Arts & Culture Magazine, October 2005
Poem 1: The Last American Chestnut Tree on Forest Street

For National Poetry Month I plan to share seven photos of published poems. The first poem, The Last American Chestnut Tree on Forest Street, was published in The Blotter.
Bonus Poem: Late Night Writing

Poem 12: Prairie Constellations

Poem 11: Sunrises I and III
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Poem 10: Always Departing

Poem 09: Narrative kernel
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