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Author Archives: Susan L Daniels
it flew to you
I loosed my heart once in a second of pure impulse, opened the cage of my chest & it flew to perch on your shoulder, all the while singing. When you left it went with you, made a nest in … Continue reading
if we are one
if we are one like we said we were & yearn to be still then come without bitterness & I will abandon blame & we will fuse this broken thing we are into wholeness together
enough
I think of you less often than I want to & far more often than I should, but, I have learned to savor unexpected sweetness when I find it & whatever quantity is available is sufficient, like a hummingbird, feeding … Continue reading
Hunger Strike (for Timothy Dolan)
A prince of the church threatens a hunger strike, but it is not his own fasting he promises. Sir, if you will not feed the hungry, if you will not tend the sick & the dying, & if you will … Continue reading
I am not having fun today!
Just for kicks, and because I need to start a new folder of rejection letters, as the old file is dusty and over 17 years old, I decided to put a manuscript together and send it here. Why not start … Continue reading
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Borders (Walking with Jon)
Not lovers yet, we passed long nights walking together, our summer sandals marking minutes on cracked sidewalks as we continued a conversation we swore we would never tire of or finish. Once, we walked into another country starting from my front … Continue reading
No borrowing jackets, please
At the end of a workday where I have squeezed plump, juicy, unruly words into shoes two sizes too small, and made those shoes so shiny, combed out tangled subject-verb agreements and trimmed those dangling participles, I want my poetry … Continue reading