Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

scar quadrille

Posted on December 5, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

scar–that shine on my shin from a fall off my bicycle the red curve under a belly that birthed children and a calligraphy of scratches these are proof of passage through a world that marks us forever in blood.

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How the light gets in

Posted on November 12, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

for LC I was going to list your loss as the topper to a very bad week– first America and now you but your words listened to with eyes closed say you would have waited for this eager, open to … Continue reading →

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Lackawanna, burning

Posted on November 11, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

Bethlehem is burning it must be a metaphor for this city this life this politics sending ash into eyes almost like  smoke other older factories striped into sky at scheduled intervals but this black startles seen from my ridge 20 … Continue reading →

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100 kA over 80 seconds

Posted on November 4, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

I have no patience for saints or ministering angels Instead let my life the work and power of it be testimony enough fast and deadly as lightning in a June garden

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Burnout

Posted on July 8, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

Senseless and repeated loud as rounds in a magazine shot empty After, my ears ring as lips move, shaping the same arguments A Chinese water torture of lead roughening skin past feeling beyond a tendency to bleed to a point past caring … Continue reading →

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Posted on May 11, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

I’ll not number your wrongs against mine measured in sterile clicks of abaci some might call forgiveness this walking away from counting everything Instead of seeing a deep weariness of keeping track and surrender to the weight of each colored … Continue reading →

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Requiem for an appliance

Posted on May 10, 2016 by Susan L Daniels

Something standing in a house eight years unmoving should be family– those people we cannot move easily, stubbing toes sometimes on their hard edges & them without the grace or ability to apologize (it was our toes kicking them after all) … Continue reading →

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