Monthly Archives: July 2012

paint those toenails green

Posted on July 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

for Nancy for so long living in the third person so many masks all of them polished & too smooth to match the raw in your eyes take them off & greet your true face in your mirror reflected there … Continue reading →

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an earthy spirituality

Posted on July 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

we call this mud that springs us vulgar common as if we can unchain self from flesh with a shrug or shudder flex that divine breath to break through substance like a chrysalis & wing into air weightless no, this … Continue reading →

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thoughts in a field

Posted on July 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

you cannot get closer to soil than this unless you are mining or buried at work in a field like this one ignoring bees intent on searching out sweet drawn by perfumed soap and blue t-shirts buzz disappointment when they … Continue reading →

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feeling the earth

Posted on July 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

we learn of lithosphere and crust, continental plates alive and slipping still in echoes of creation we name ages and periods of rock count layers like rings in a tree but stone and slower growing than plant exuberance; she has time … Continue reading →

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13,000 HITS!!!!!

Posted on July 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

You guys rock!  Just remember to be gentle with all those hits, because I gave all of my ice to Rhonda. All I can say is thanks for reading.  Really.  This community of writers is the best.

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La Follia–Vivaldi

Posted on July 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

anyone feeling a little baroque today? this starts so easily led carefully until I am strung and chorded in this stormed follia inside my breathing the patterns layered in composition like blood through veins carries sweet this fine threading in … Continue reading →

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