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Monthly Archives: August 2012
the shift
September brings trees aging to claret reds & white-wine yellows; air tasting of grapes & new apples, blending with visible breath, premonition of harder freezing on the way something September owns heady and baroque reminds me of Vivaldi, not the fall movement … Continue reading
days like these
days like these I want an exit sign right there on the ceiling where I can if I really want to jump out of this skin & leave the planet temporarily to the insane (both criminal & not) but that … Continue reading
baby teeth
I saw a picture of her, laughing mouth full of baby teeth & another where she bends flower stems low enough to reach her nose she was five ready to start school in 2 weeks until they found her yesterday morning … Continue reading
poultry
I named them all though my mother told me never to name dinner. I did: Sally, Ann, Nancy, Birdie the hens only pecked when I took their eggs; speckled cream or brown and warm from setting the rooster I didn’t … Continue reading
morning after rain
i forget how morning air after lightning sweetens with a tang of ozone aftertaste drawing up the corners of my mouth bitter & green like lime zest but i like it & for the first time all summer the earth … Continue reading
more six-year-old wisdom
we cleaned his room today pulling monsters from under the bed, vacuuming shadows from the closet when everything was folded & shelved except the nightmares– we tossed those out i asked him if he liked his room this neat he … Continue reading