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?

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Posted on May 7, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

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

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dawn

Posted on May 6, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

For a feeling that breaks into blossom where dreams seed there are no adequate words but there are colors that tell it and those I would paint over sunrise, backlit if I had the right brush

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readying

Posted on May 5, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I am no lady, weeding deep as soil goes, elbows in and eager to seed, stopping to wave at my neighbor who says my kneeling is more a predictor of spring than inconsistent robins, but she’s not a dirt person, forgets … Continue reading →

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Jackalope Tastes Like Lobster

Posted on May 4, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Jackalope tastes a lot like lobster hard headed mythic conceived in thunder and born in hail though it is difficult to chew with a tongue in your cheek

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Some Other Jesus

Posted on May 3, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

The Jesus I know fed 10,000 hungry, touched lepers, blessed tax collectors and turned tables in the temple upside-down, because they were heavy with coins. The Jesus I know let a woman sit at his feet and learn, instead of … Continue reading →

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proportionality

Posted on May 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

There’s a right ratio for happiness, tabulated in a series of checkboxes, plus/minus a tally of smiles. My recipe is less complex: a meeting of heat and sweet, cider vinegar and salt that dances chipotle jelly across the palate in a … Continue reading →

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the antonym of corn

Posted on May 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

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 →

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