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?

Originally posted on eulonia country:
hi everyone i am putting the monkey on sale from now on out partially because of cost of food i would rather have the sandbar of my body in the warm water asking for depth…

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a poet’s non-novena

there are four patron saints of poetry and none of them mine which makes it less religion and more direct relationship to what’s divine without intercessors or intermediaries I get my calling from the mouth of G-d unfiltered and always, … Continue reading

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2012 in review–thank you guys!

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: 4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 38,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this … Continue reading

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Sutra (for three nuts and a squirrel)

I read a book once and I will write around its name and call it simply The ways to make love and they are listed: how to kiss every part of the body feed the self on the river traced by the … Continue reading

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iatrogenesis

These are our new churches where life is declared done or pulled out squalling with that first breath forced with a slap on the ass and the heart’s calligraphy is charted for the elect that can read its flights in ritual healing … Continue reading

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Dormancy (reworked into a double triolet with a couplet)

What waits to stir beneath snow is more than old leaves and mud; life folded, patient and slow (is) what waits to stir beneath snow shifts in its sleep, hungry to grow the dreams seeds own, impatient to bud what waits … Continue reading

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They made me do it (three nuts and a squirrel)

this magic of us we own is nothing tangible but priceless and if I could I would not hide it in a safe because it would not be close enough no, I would be the old woman who stuffs her … Continue reading

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