Category Archives: Poetry 1988-1990

Older poetry

the free market (in memory of my sister, 05/09/1965-02-21/1995)

Posted on February 21, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

the year our garden gave too much we sold zucchini at the road five for a dollar my father’s farmer friend drove slow by our table, pretending to cry as we stole his business and we two (capitalists disguised as … Continue reading →

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The Materialist

Posted on April 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

The Materialist.

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Currents

Posted on April 17, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

You enter my mind, insistent as high tide claiming sand and broken shells.  I came to the cape running from you, from dreams heavy with salt and impossibility stinging my eyes. Here your absence shouts in wind that shakes windows, … Continue reading →

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The Artificial Woman

Posted on April 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

blueeyed baby doll smiling pink smiles she (white high heels                                            tap                                                    tap                                                           tapping) runs to the bus stop                                                           trips up the stair                                                           to the office downtown           where                                                                  (in the little girl’s room) mirror … Continue reading →

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After-words

Posted on April 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

F o r c e d inside the old forms (I will make them fit though they are comfortable as shoes two sizes too small), I walk, limping slightly, hope you do not see beyond the tensed jaw/closed smile Do … Continue reading →

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Night wraps her, familiar

Posted on April 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Night wraps her, familiar as the old velvet robe empty in the thrift shop window she passes.   Like lover’s whispers recalled in dreams, she knows the voice inside wind, & skin remembers its precise caress, a pattern traced to … Continue reading →

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too civilized for my own good

Posted on April 13, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

My mouth is made to kiss & wants to but in the safety of this restaurant, my lips can only shape words to charm. I laugh, simply to allow sound my breath carries to break against your skin. While I … Continue reading →

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