Monthly Archives: July 2012

baking and breaking bread

  this flour comes from living seed ground to texture of fine sand I know how many hands full will make two loaves, measured by height on my board not cups; how much water & honey to revive yeast something … Continue reading

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This is how you write through pain. WOW.

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growing through a block

a 17-year silence can shout if anyone listens speak to how broken in the middle you can hollow out a heart like a cored apple or scooped melon to not listen to pain & falsify living until you almost persuade … Continue reading

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The Land of the White Man

The Land of the White Man. Feeling a little nostalgic–this is the poem that broke my writer’s block…

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Haiku Heights Prompt: Meaning

superstitious boy hops across cracks in sidewalks each leap meaning love

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catching something big

if I write of ants or the movements of the earth or even a dance of planets I can only guess at if I write of you of how one touch flowers me or if I write of deeper love … Continue reading

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the new gods still have clay feet

the world is getting terrifyingly small he said, the immediacy of data exchanges & satellited conversations compress it perhaps perhaps, we lessen the planet somehow to our scale when we do not measure distances in miles or kilometers but rather … Continue reading

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