Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

behemoth

Posted on January 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

They are what swim, what fly, what run; they are the eyes holding firelight in fear-touched hunger. They are the plural as single and the one as many; striped and spotted, feathered and furred, scaled or catching hair against brambles. … Continue reading →

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Small stone 1/14

Posted on January 14, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

The finch is quiet, though still wings remember heat– arcs of flight fading

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slicing it thick

Posted on January 13, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I like to taste moments in thick slices, like Vermont cheddar sliced too wide for delicacy but great for grilling this afternoon of careless shopping; buying calendars on 01/12, half-off though the year is not 2 weeks old and instead of … Continue reading →

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Maternity

Posted on January 12, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

So much we call memory is us rewriting ourselves as the center of a story, when perhaps we were peripheral to something bigger unfolding just beneath our own skins, and unknown. In this story I am both central and peripheral: … Continue reading →

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Posted on January 12, 2013 by Susan L Daniels
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Posted on January 11, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on journalread:
Acosta’s ‘Crayons’ mural recalls Sandy Hook « Pied Type.

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Kintsugi

Posted on January 10, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

The bowl we wheeled, fired, and glazed when broken, became the metaphor for us; a shining heaviness on my lap, unfit for water or fruit fusing again, what rejoins is no longer flawed, but deeper; our story, refired to epic … Continue reading →

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