Poems from Whit Howland
I am a writer of fiction and poetry. My poems are about ideas expressed through imagery. Rarely are they biographical or confessional. My poetic influences include, but are not limited to Richard Hugo and Robert Creeley
Better yet
why am I here
rays
of sunlight
refract
throughthe frosted glass
of
a louvered window
Kay Ryanwhere have beenall my life
one of unrequitedyears spent
trying to slakea hunger
for verse
it must've beensnowingin Flagstaff
or you...
Needed gas
truckstop
short of joplin
route 66
cross roads
am i homeward bound
or forever vagobond
lunar fever
is why I write
eerie light
bent by glass
spinning emotions
like a top
left you a messge
hope you'll call
Where are you
stuck in Amarillo
looking through
plate glass
cars trucks
a futuristic blur
beyond that
hard scrabble
staked plain