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Monthly Archives: June 2012
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Fizzy Feelings and Fuzzy Physics #1, Waves: A Duet
By Susan Daniels and Noel Ihebuzor I want to ride this wave suspended in stroking flow, the way a child rocks to sleep at night, body remembering the forward shove, the dragging back The mind surveys, questions the source the ends, … Continue reading
Posted in duet, Duets with Noel Ihebuzor, Energy, New Free Verse
Tagged Noel, physics, poetry, Susan, Wave
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missed transits
Even though it took all day to crawl across I missed the dark mote crossing the sun’s eye by moments remembering after sunset I wanted to watch for it here’s hoping the great-grandchildren look up, at least once in 2117
the young voice
the voice in those old poems is beautiful but so much aware of herself preening in the mirror so long grooming & perfecting the image she forgot what she was trying to say using it if I have a choice … Continue reading
the night we met (Jaman)
his hands hovered & covered 2 octaves each over that sweep of keys for those long fingers those flats and sharps rippled & tripled in ostinato block cord voicing striding & skipping spells on that baby grand hands making that instrument … Continue reading
prey
this valley distorts sound so you can’t tell from which direction death is coming thin hunting calls of coyotes echo everywhere, slip inside open windows into my ears body poised for flight until I remember I am safe beneath blankets … Continue reading
breathe
I want to take you into me necessary as air, and as sweet so close our breathing matches my inhalation/your exhalation blended breath