the outer banks...
“We all need discipline.”
about me
- sam of the ten thousand things
- the milky way
- Sam Rasnake, a sardonic twist of fate, is a pathetic excuse for a poet who once dreamed he was a human who dreamed he was a teacher who thought he could play guitar. Along the way - a soul-mate, two children - one collection, Necessary Motions; three chapbooks, Religions of the Blood, Lessons in Morphology, and Inside a Broken Clock. He even thinks he edits a magazine - Blue Fifth Review.
what's in my head...
Motel Chronicles
Sam Shepard
Necessary Motions
(Sow's Ear Press)
Out of print, but may be purchased from the author.
collections
Religions of the Blood
(Pudding House Press)
In print and may be ordered from the publisher.
Lessons in Morphology
(GOSS183) - part of the MiPOesias Chapbook Series
Inside a Broken Clock
(Finishing Line Press)
In print and may be ordered from the publisher.
7 comments:
All of the shots are terrific, but man oh man, does that last shot of the chair on the beach do it for me.
Appropriately, my word verification is pines.
I pine for the ocean.
It's been years since I've seen, smelled, heard, felt it.
My memories of sailing along the inside of the Outer Banks, with the ocean in sight over the narrow spits of land in places, still sticks with me as magical. I love these shots!
Beautifully captured!
Thanks to all for looking.
the last 2 shots are stunning.
Thanks, Sky.
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