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Monthly Archives: January 2013
the antonym of corn
Corn bread’s in the oven and yes I ground the seed myself, absent of nuance because what’s mundane feeds and if this is my mask, it was not made but found; ring-bound features freed by flint, the way my kin … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse
Tagged corn breads in the oven dark menstrual moon goddess, poetry
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2:30 a.m. small stone
Some early mornings hit deep in the plexus. I’d say solar plexus, but I am moonblind.
Posted in small stone
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pauses
el(lips)es yours/mine parenthetic punctuated kiss that trails and stretches want to … or maybe after all ! that curve into each other almost of spooning (( )) into the . sleep
Posted in New Free Verse
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snapping rules like rubber bands
unfairly, the adverb carries responsibility for laxity in poetry as if every -ly lazily falls into a slot active language deserves but isn’t all language live and if I don’t use these tools properly writing a poem will seem like building … Continue reading
small stone 1/2/13
snow strikes snow with the kiss of butterfly wings or the sound leaves make spiraled from the maple– sighed echoes of other seasons set gently in ice
Originally posted on Paula Acton:
(Written in response to Susan Daniels poem which you can read here Skank/Goddess (not a nice girl) I don’t normally write in response to other peoples posts but the image she created has stayed with…
Posted in New Free Verse
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Originally posted on faceatthewindow:
You get powdered milk then coca cola through a rubber teat soon it’s cigarettes and stolen beers other girls hate you climbing into cars with their boys who won’t buy you teddy bears, cards with love…
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