29 AUGUST 2014

Last Monday night at a poetry open mic in Woodstock, New York (USA), I gave away these free “favors” to any audience member who wanted one. Each handmade favor contains a hand-written poem of mine, one of the three I read aloud that night. I make the pages of the favors out of coffee filters. 

18 AUGUST 2014

My latest coffee-filter poem, dangling from my porch wind chime. By hand, I pen one of my own poems on the “pages” created by folding, creasing, snipping, and taping bunches of new white filters for coffee-makers. One poem, one line per “page.”