Ryan CoteThe Passage of TimeOpen book to face Smelling old pages Pages of love life desire And last night’s dream returns Like New Year’s Eve and Celebrating for the…Oct 8, 2022Oct 8, 2022
Ryan CoteLike a gentle softnessI awaken to the light in bespectacled gladness with a declawed lioness and owl in horn rimmed glasses mightier and wiser than the Caesars…Jul 21, 2022Jul 21, 2022
Ryan CoteMy Coffee JourneyIt wasn’t until my 30s that I became a regular coffee drinker. In fact, I’m still in my 30s and now I find myself like the other highly…Jul 9, 2022Jul 9, 2022
Ryan CoteWraith Be GoneRobert Plant sings from the speaker lamenting on a face from his dream, from his past, as I sit in the antique arm chair that my great…Jul 8, 2022Jul 8, 2022
Ryan Cote3 Bukowski poems to read immediatelyCharles Bukowski was not a typical poet romanticizing about worldly beauty, and perhaps his distinct, low class urban dwelling voice is the…Jun 27, 2022Jun 27, 2022
Ryan CoteGangrene StreetsThe streets have gangrene and the gas pumps piranha teeth. I look at the park and a man running and two women talking and legs marching to…Jun 24, 2022Jun 24, 2022
Ryan CoteAre we living in a civil war?I have lately found myself pondering with more urgency the political and social divide currently encompassing the United States. Everything…Jun 22, 2022Jun 22, 2022
Ryan CoteFathers and Teachers, I Ponder, “What is Hell?”When a book is so badNov 27, 2020Nov 27, 2020