Ross Goodwin

09/22/2020

08/25/2020

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06/05/2020

Fort Bragg, CA

06/04/2020

Caspar, CA

06/03/2020

Caspar, California

05/21/2020

Getting ready for

If I put aromatic stuff in the mask like a real plague doctor, does anyone think I could wear this to the grocery store?

05/29/2019

This gentleman goes by the name "Cornbread" and I've been playing chess with him for many years in NYC's Washington Square Park.

Most tourists never see Cornbread make this face. Because this is the face Cornbread makes when he loses a game. (He asked me to take this photo.)

I did not curate this poem. (It's the first and only one generated from this photo.) Because in chess, you get only one chance per move. And Cornbread does not allow any takebacks.

mk. 7

05/29/2019

A bed with a white blanket,
cold moonbeams under the house curtain,
everything luminous with object identification,
placed, spaced out, floor-length,
A wall behind the person to space enter,
block by block, restless & stopped,
in a sweet sleeping-mush, his head back-
A white wall, cold morn & midnight air.
September 28, 1979
mk. 7

05/28/2019

mk. 7