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?

love (i have lost count)

Posted on November 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the oaks are naked now their last rags wind-stripped & though my breath is a seen thing i know heat this side of winter somehow you have made me less november & more something that blooms

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music makes my bones move

Posted on November 4, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

music makes my bones move he says, shakes last year’s mardi gras beads like maracas, keeps a beat not listened to but pulsed from the soles up

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the babalawo says so (election math)

Posted on November 4, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the babalawo says so. the Opele & Ikin have spoken fate on his tray. he has heard & told it– his palm nuts & divination chains are never wrong until they are & even then it must be the god … Continue reading →

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a proposition

Posted on November 4, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if my happy is too loud, splashing yellow-paint sun across the floor, staining it anything but sorry if i wear joy in plaids with polka-dots just for the sake of clashing will you correct me, mop up the color & quiet the … Continue reading →

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i have run those fences

Posted on November 3, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

i have run those fences inside fences, casting shadows that frame more enclosing the borders we paint sometimes on pickets friendlier somehow– that gapped country smile that seems open but hold us apart, still guarding something priceless without a sharply lettered … Continue reading →

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what are we without walls?

Posted on November 3, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there are things that make naked not in the strip-teases we like each layer peeled in a sighing dance with pauses for pleasure, but in blind surges that take, rip everything at once, tearing off what shields we saw cities shudder … Continue reading →

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haiku heights: nature

Posted on November 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

by nature, i shine a made thing, no more or less than the stars i count

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