Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

what it is

Posted on March 1, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

This is not a map through the maze or a blueprint to what I build it is a shell singing the movement of what is possible in emptiness put it to your ear listen it is what this heart knows

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gravity

Posted on February 24, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

you don’t see me but I am here spinning in a flurry we might call a dance if we were together in this so light it is not falling but a spiral race to earth

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Beneath

Posted on January 21, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

You are always skimming the surface of things. If it were summer I would call you dragonfly and love you for it but this is winter and ice grows deeper than the flowers prismed on my window thick enough to … Continue reading →

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the miraculous reduced to the mundane

Posted on January 16, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

singular each of these falling is something new unseen in shape since the beginning shoveled from sidewalks brushed from cars what was unique drifts mundane in collective reduced by quantity to something less special and more routine in plural

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fragment 1/15/2014

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

I am no god, but pay a divine price for what I learn. I did not trade an eye for wisdom; Just this heart bargained for a moment. Listen. Absence speaks loudest in a quiet place where pulse rioted hope … Continue reading →

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2013 in review

Posted on December 31, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 28,000 times in 2013. If it were a … Continue reading →

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spelling

Posted on December 27, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

When I first loved you, maybe I wrote your name on a piece of paper and floated it in honey, or maybe I chanted it at midnight, on a night cold as this one, where speech is visible as breath, … Continue reading →

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