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Monthly Archives: September 2012
mist fills the shadow of the earth
this deep shading heavy with singing crickets and scents of summer drying coriander crushed under feet though they walk gently and I whisper sing of simple things the ordinary stretched across the longing universe resonating and echoing it and somehow … Continue reading
September heights–grass
my braided grass hair will dry and snap to its roots– no warmth under snow
there are leopards in our bones
what is human builds. there are leopards in our bones, hyenas in our throats, growling & now laughing tornado spirits spin small midnight circles in ripening cow corn behind my house. i want to choose symbols for us past 30-minute television channel … Continue reading
Originally posted on eulonia country:
i run to make the fire sign to be chased by a hundred years of dissolving bone beads in a government glass case on display somewhere in Alabama. i go to find the First-Coyote-Made-From-Water inside…
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September heights–creation
a bang or a shout shaped everything we are now– was it god or chance?
Susan Daniels Poetry 