Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

Clay

Posted on February 20, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

for T If I could, I would make this a palpable thing, weigh and shape yearning like clay wheeled into fantastic forms, hollowed by hands and glazed with promises only you hear. Something this big resists firing but withstands heat. Try … Continue reading →

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Dirty work

Posted on February 19, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

For Claudia The sainted stained with earth, the poets soaked in ink and the artists dripping color who do not paint rainbows but wear them, and the potters with clay under their fingernails; they all breathe a working vital as what … Continue reading →

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Posted on February 19, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on A Prayer Like Gravity:
Words I found on my lips upon waking: “Do you know what it would look like,this portentousness, this guild of lost flowers?” A passage that struck me later in the day while reading…

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first-world problem

Posted on February 19, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

you pay a company to tell you what to eat to lose yourself in fractions adding up to the mass of an 8-year-old, because other companies sell food in boxes easy to cook, but hard on arteries, but few sell discrimination … Continue reading →

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snowfall

Posted on February 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Atrazine and estrogen pink the ground water, shifting boy to girl– bull alligators growing ovaries and double-bull frogs croaking less and dreaming tadpoles instead of sperm it’s all fem- i- niz- ation, penis lengths shrink because femi- Nazi witch doctors work below the belt, … Continue reading →

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w(Hol)l(y) or broken

Posted on February 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Who among us takes that name in vain when none know it’s diction, the sound of all sounds shaped before any lips were made to sing such fullness. If I heard even one syllable of that name, my mouth could not … Continue reading →

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candy

Posted on February 15, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

she is so much craving– rainbow wrapped tooth-aching sweet vacuum easily swallowed paid passage to those red licorice whip lips stings instead of kisses and unwrapped the release melts to stain hands with stickiness some call sin soap won’t wash … Continue reading →

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