Greg Goodman loves words and weaving them into a poem or story. An obscure or interesting word is often all it takes to from that first tie from which he’ll construct a small mat or larger tapestry. “Glimpse” was inspired by a glance in the mirror and the word “tonsure,” as well as how much he’s aged and grown in prison. The metaphorical “trigger” he writes of is his tongue — at once quick, sharp, and mean, turned slow, dull, and more thoughtfully now by comparison and maturity.
Greg Goodman
Articles by Greg Goodman
Thursday November 16
Glimpse: Year 26, 2016
There’s a lot of gray / in what’s left of my hair— / my George Jefferson tonsure / monks somewhere still wear / … / Styling changes I spied from numerous cells, / prisons, homey. Not jail…