Tim JordanThe Might of Emperor NortonEmperor Norton! Hail to thee, Who dwelt beneath the banyan tree And saw what we dared not to see Across the river Jordan.Jun 22, 20171Jun 22, 20171
Tim JordanThe Part That Passes UnderstandingI am hanging underneath the bar, shoulders aching, fingers scraping off ochre with each sad little swing. You are leaving and I am…Dec 8, 2016Dec 8, 2016
Tim JordaninPoets UnlimitedThe Calmcome and let us sit beneath the plum, curl our toes in the absinthian blades and bend our heads to the busy work of being boys.Aug 27, 2016Aug 27, 2016
Tim JordanSuccess Through Synergy.That was the reason he was alone in this horrid city. Success Through Synergy, probably the worst subject for a 5 day conference he could…Jun 28, 2016Jun 28, 2016
Tim JordaninPoets UnlimitedEarly Morning At The Berlin WallI am tired from driving all night in a peculiar southern man’s fog that only snow, autobahn, and Garrison Keillor can combine to make.Mar 26, 2016Mar 26, 2016
Tim JordaninPoets UnlimitedAnnieAnnie mirrored the doppelganger in the glass, wondered when it would be through with her face, then stepped out into the morning air, the…Mar 11, 20161Mar 11, 20161
Tim JordaninPoets UnlimitedTime Machine of You and IThis is a hieroglyph in the middle of the ocean, a message to the center of space, it is Stravinsky in a metal box; a prayer in the grave…Mar 7, 2016Mar 7, 2016
