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Author Archives: Susan L Daniels
Beets (Semi-Rant and Recipe)
Okay, this is a different kind of post for me. If I had a cooking or gardening blog (which I do not), it would be more suitable there, but here goes nothing! Beets. They are absolutely gorgeous, aren’t they? Those … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged beet cake, beets, food, food aversions, food phobias, recipes, the poet turns foodie for a minute.
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astronauts
There are degrees drawn in the heart echoing lines calculating the absoluteness of zero, scaling to meet the incalescence swaddling a birth of stars. We are long past nova or theoretical lack of motion, drift weightless; serene, wrapped in vacuum. I need … Continue reading
the dead don’t love
The dead don’t love the way we know it but they yearn, a sealed sweet sleeping like jarred honey inside pyramids until what’s clay breaks, releasing open and live what sustains lost under all that dust
Post-Racialism in a World of Niggers and Crackers
Originally posted on Sweepy Jean Explores the (Webby) World:
I continue to be intrigued by this idea of post racialism and am still trying to figure out exactly what that looks like. Some people are afraid, and rightly so, that…
Posted in New Free Verse
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some days
Some days must be met mouth open, gasped to swallow a heat that stains mouths shameless. Dizzy on sweet, aimless as bees tasting turned nectar we circle the day. This is the dance. We know it, choreographed not in steps but hours, … Continue reading
We are too far from dust
We are too far from dust in this high bed for dreaming. I am no princess, sleepless for the sake of a cowpea under a mountain of mattresses. Make love to me on sisal. Twigs and all, let me sleep close … Continue reading
Posted in New Free Verse
Tagged connectedness, disconnectedness, dreaming, poetry, where we sleep
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Susan Daniels Poetry 