Category Archives: New Free Verse

Poetry 2012

survivor

Posted on May 23, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

This was the day that marked summer for me, wearing white shoes and counting farm stands selling strawberries on the way home. Now, I find respite in ritual whether I am placing flags or arranging geraniums or counting from memory how many … Continue reading →

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fragment

Posted on May 18, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

chasing feathers as if they are more than evidence of flight and perhaps simply sky falling again heavy-bellied on roofs and bowing branches as if feathers and clouds have something in common besides air and my appetite for the absurd is … Continue reading →

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50

Posted on May 9, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

I should be baking cake or inflating black balloons or making dinner plans but there’s nothing to celebrate that’s live so I’ll give you this moment of my should be doings instead of this intolerable is.

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Baltimore

Posted on May 1, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

The difference between riot and revolution depends less on calculating the number of windows broken, shots fired, or naming and cataloging our dead. The definition rises in smoke from what’s burned quantifiable only after the burning.

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If it were about cake

Posted on April 9, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

If this were about cake and just that and fondant with matching figures on top pouring sugared acceptance like libation into those small pans I’d say buy another somewhere else and don’t demand it but this cake is less rolled icing … Continue reading →

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For RA

Posted on April 9, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

in that model he made of the universe there was no room for truth, only conjecture temporary guesses about what’s live in the space between words and metronomes pulse ironic, how the man who didn’t believe anything but had many suspicions has … Continue reading →

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78 cents

Posted on April 7, 2015 by Susan L Daniels

I want those 22 cents per dollar some man made more than me for that precise thinking, for that same lifting, for my exact educational level and similar scrubbing–money lost for every second of life worked I want to be buried … Continue reading →

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