Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

my mother’s home

Lois went to a place full of old, sick, inconvenient people sitting in chairs lining the hallway denied my impulse to care for her myself by her husband; because, as he put it, I had a life  & a family of … Continue reading

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Poetry reading 4/22

Morning everyone–here is my little snippet of Buffalo’s Urban Epiphany, performed 4/22/12.A total of 65 poets read that day, and we had 2 minutes each to read.  If you get a chance, check our Marek Phillip Parker and Jimmie Gilliam–Marek … Continue reading

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Dancing with Michael

we took a free dance class from a coupon you found in the Yellow Pages learned to tango together your green eyes laughing into mine; it was almost love between us, but simpler, sweeter a memory with no pain & … Continue reading

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my dead

I call them my dead, not that they don’t still belong to themselves or to the universe now, but they are mine because when they lived we walked together & now I carry memories from each of them like small … Continue reading

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May Day Haiku–just for fun

Spring will blush bright red & cover our nakedness with apple blossoms I’ll bring the blanket & taste your kisses gladly beneath the  fresh sky without shame the laughing sunlight as witness ***The idea for this haiku chain was stolen from a … Continue reading

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Lois (Alzheimer’s poem #7): Scrabble & Sunday Crosswords

I used to sit under the table cross-legged while my mother & grandmother solved the Sunday crossword in ink or locked up the board playing Scrabble. Later, I joined them & learned the joy of contorting words into new forms; … Continue reading

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XX

XX:  No, not the rating for porn flicks, or a row of kisses on a love letter– the chromosome that divides us as a species into 2 rough halves. I don’t want to say female, I don’t want to say woman, … Continue reading

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