Monthly Archives: September 2012

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on eulonia country:
i’m in the bath before it is drawn the waterline rising to my ankles and only yet lukewarm. when we were kids she’d bathe us in just two inches, a wan bar of soap passed…

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intangible

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if i could stretch my spirit to where you are, i would haunt you through the door we call dreaming but it is difficult to spin a strand of self that far, so instead i will call you here sculpted of shadow where i want … Continue reading →

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Haiku: Haiku Heights Paradox

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

  I chase paradox, answers lead to more questions this brain cannot hold

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i go hunting to kill what is left of you in me

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the trails are cold & dead but i will find the traces wipe that last kiss from my lips because it stings

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Haiku Heights September Heights: Hummingbird (haiku chain)

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

hummingbirds love red– scarlet runner beans call them sweetly, with bright tongues red stutters their flight i had dark red curtains once & watched one hover outside my window desire in hummingbird form– expressed in pauses

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what pigs can tell us about kindness

Posted on September 22, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this is one of those things you read about, like a dolphin helping to push a whale out to open ocean, working next to two-legged things without fins we learn of dogs nursing kittens or even tiger pups because they too … Continue reading →

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fall comes to the valley in whispers

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

cornfields left dry and standing in late september whisper urgency the harvest gods are impatient for everything to be gathered in, dried, or ground to flour, so they can dance with light on water before it freezes, or sleep in leaf-piles. yes, early fall … Continue reading →

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