Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

Poem for my sister (for Laurie)

Posted on May 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Poem for my sister (for Laurie). Still tweaking this one.  Any thoughts for improvement?

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zoe’s evolution

Posted on May 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

She used to exhale that sweetness freely, every pore pouring it out; its presence softening the diamond flash of her eyes but girls learn early the currency of charm, and now she pays it out sparingly, each penny precious her … Continue reading →

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more on falling: what the roofer said

Posted on May 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

it is not falling that we should fear, my dear one– it’s the sudden stop ***Nelle, this one is for you, because your comment triggered a memory 🙂

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how is this supposed to work again?

Posted on May 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

after my mother’s hurricane rage would rip the roof from our walls my father would climb his ladder & quietly nail everything back together

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It’s only too late when you’re dead

Posted on May 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

my mother & my father’s brother took me out to lunch after they got married sweet to see her blush & soften like a girl when he took her hand & he smiled like an Olympic winner, only with less pride … Continue reading →

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no boys allowed at the slumber party

Posted on May 16, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

All the girls that call themselves women buzz like bees circling a bouquet because the topic turns to love, to true love, to the love of your life & how they knew they found it & with whom. I am suddenly 16, … Continue reading →

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try not to think about this too much

Posted on May 15, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

“It could be that our faithlessness is a cowering cowardice born of our very smallness, a massive failure of imagination… If we were to judge nature by common sense or likelihood, we wouldn’t believe the world existed.” — Annie Dillard … Continue reading →

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