Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

Duet #2: Thoughts on Dinner

Posted on May 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan L. Daniels Noel: the thought of what to eat is as important as how and where to eat Susan: Yes, what can we feed on to justify a meeting between 2 continents, tectonic plates that do not overlap; … Continue reading →

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masks

Posted on May 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

The me that is really not me encounters you that is not you 2 masks dancing together could become the us we should be tumbling in air & sketching on sky

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05/10/2012

Posted on May 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I never danced with the devil; only my friend Michael & now I dance with a man across hours, days, continents, cultures without ever touching & the music is of our own making ***Here I am, savoring my morning coffee … Continue reading →

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affinity

Posted on May 10, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

If we were to meet on a cellular level, amoeba to amoeba, or 2 paramecia bumbling into one another in a drop of water eyeless and earless, mouthless and voiceless, would we still recognize each other? I think we would … Continue reading →

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how to make it to 45 (& beyond)

Posted on May 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

We are not victims, overwhelmed by being; the pure force of life pouring oceans over our heads & us drowning, overwhelmed because of it– No, we have learned how to swim with, over, under & across currents that pull gentler … Continue reading →

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word-working: smithing or singing

Posted on May 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

each word, when spoken carries music & form & when strung together they can beome symphonies, or links of a chain when I was a teenager, & wrote horrible poetry, I used to hum while I wrote– twisting sound like … Continue reading →

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Aryn’s Dream

Posted on May 9, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

small, flat feet frantic in their rush through the dark hallway; breathless, he tells me how his nightmare about a monster shook him awake & he is here now, safe sleeping between us; so sweet, how his big-boy head still … Continue reading →

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