Remember the 20-year poem? Here’s its 30-year-old brother.


Another one where I finished the idea last year and I had enough space to clean up some of the language. Hopefully, making some of it less vague and precise. 



playing by the tracks
tracking through the fields
the buffer-zone between
what is real

forts in the reeds
with girls
tacked to the walls

expeditions, finding
new hideouts
new wilds
new ruins

four concrete blocks
four by four
and a foot high
our own stonehenge

          Thoreau only lived
          by Walden Pond
          for two years, two months

          on and off
          only a mile from his neighbors
          who he visited often

60 feet to one side
gridded aspirational
ranch and cape homes
that before William (St.)
turned Buffalo…

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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  1. this is very good in the consummation ~ thank you !

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