Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

washing what’s dead

Posted on April 3, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

for mothers Mothers are beginnings, certain as life is movement, that first felt spin in the pit of the pelvis more directed than bowel gas, a twist with purpose to it; an introduction more real than EPT, sore breasts, or missed periods. We … Continue reading →

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14 lines on Tuesday

Posted on April 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

We always argue on Tuesdays, an incidence regular and ticking as the timer set to a frayed fuse for a man who has made art of anger, slow, gradual– a daisy killer pulling petals from a yellow center of what used to … Continue reading →

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Foolery

Posted on April 1, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Yesterday’s robin is nowhere cheering Spring, so it must be a fool’s day, not dingus, and all of it downside up because pussy willows are nowhere near furring and there is no man I want to chase but a few that … Continue reading →

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Someplace imaginary

Posted on April 1, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I can pretend innocence, say the me he dreams is all him, but when he says somewhere imagined he is mine completely, and there, together we will be gods catching moonlight in buckets poured into pools to swim in, he has … Continue reading →

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speak it

Posted on April 1, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

No stranger to myth I have shaped gods; golden calves, baby bulls of heaven recast before any can approximate worship because my God is jealous already, his world gravid with idols , and                   … Continue reading →

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James was right about a lot of things

Posted on March 31, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

James was right about a lot of things and if he heard the words your lips made he would wonder if you would try ever to kiss me with that mouth or if I could taste past the bitterness rolled … Continue reading →

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Inana

Posted on March 30, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Before Babylon was synonymous with sin, what she sold was holy, the closest we got to paradise when the dead went nowhere but down, jealous of ritual meals and scant libations. Now, she paints her mouth redder than nightshade, sweet poison. For … Continue reading →

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