Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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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?

trust is a learned thing

trust is a learned thing: that something so big can name, can love, can nurture one this small dry tears with a kiss & stitch together a torn heart with a smile it is known by infants as something real, … Continue reading

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the stake

I will bet this life Jeanne d’Arc heard voices and so do I:  Not angels or other spirits, but voices of women called witches or even saints after their ashes cool. But she, and they were silenced, and the murmurs I … Continue reading

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Drinking and Breathing: A duet

By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan L. Daniels Noel: Throats, though they may parch, never rust, wells never really run dry, below the dry beds arteries of spring, sleep, rustle and wait to sing all wait the call of the season, … Continue reading

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lost poem

I would put up signs asking for your return but you were not lovable; an angry poem full of disturbing beauty I wrote when I was 22 & somehow you slipped from that folder & out an open window while … Continue reading

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why we love

because I and you melt & diffuse into an us of limitless joy

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The elements

#1:  Fire Because fire warms & is the strength of the sun that ultimately nurtures everything, if relationships are elemental, then love is best expressed as fire & must be fed, even as it feeds us. #2:  Earth Matrix of all living, she … Continue reading

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The storm

the air in this room carries a charge– I can smell your anger like ozone rolling before a thunderstorm, back straight, shoulders square, I am ready for that first flash, hotter than the surface of the sun to strike its polar opposite … Continue reading

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