Monthly Archives: August 2012

if gravity

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if gravity moves us closer to the solid core the desire of matter earth holds for us a stone hunger lightly expressed so as to keep what is loved unbroken then, perhaps this overwhelming pull towards you can be expressed but … Continue reading →

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water cursive

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

my children write cursive on stone with stick pens and creek water ink I write something less permanent than this the scribed love song of a cicada 17 years underground tasting tree roots and silently digging climbs from mud and … Continue reading →

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bibliophilia

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

my mother read every book in the public library in card catalog order one summer starting with fiction authors “A” and ending at the reference section addiction passes from one generation to the next and her fever flamed me impossible … Continue reading →

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insomnia

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the katydids are done trading accusations this early morning it is time for crickets and owls to sing the small hours before  first light teases the atmosphere from starred black to stained-glass blue premonition to another sunrise I am going … Continue reading →

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in the right light

Posted on August 5, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

in the right light eyes can shift to a perfect depth for scrying I want to see where spirit pools, not translate what is written inside the palm of your hand past guessing I want to divine certainty from uncertain … Continue reading →

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in losing this us

Posted on August 5, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

you finally free your tongue from insults & blame use it for one last song I am long past humming with you the music you write for us in desperate sharps & flats twists rickety scale staircases I will not climb another step … Continue reading →

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the escarpment (my Sarawak)

Posted on August 5, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the escarpment wrapped my great-aunt’s house in Owen Sound curled around that small city like a gentle rock arm in a loose, casual embrace– nothing too tight or showing much emotion in the north we climbed that rock every summer … Continue reading →

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