Category Archives: small stone

small stone 1/23/2013

I love most the stories of saints that once rolled in the mud.

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A Voice

A voice is a voice threaded through and chosen by words.  Or the voice chooses the words.  In a fusing this intimate, who can say which is which?  This is not a chicken-and-egg clichéd question, because there is no answer.  Today, I remember oranges, limes, … Continue reading

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small stone 1/21/2013

I should celebrate snow, each flake an individual marvel.  I wonder who exactly it was that compared each snowflake to another in a blizzard to state with authority that each arrangement of molecules per flake is unique.  Eventually the pattern … Continue reading

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01/17/2013 small stone

Today is empty, flown.  I used to collect cicada skins, nymphal exoskeleton split down the back, allowing exit of a winged adult.  That is what today is–the shape of a day, but hollow, light, and what was living gone from it.  Not … Continue reading

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Small Stone 1/16/2013

I taste desperation disguised as passion in his kiss.  See me.  Want me.  Need only me because I need.  

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Small Stone 1/15/2013

We look for what is lost, that innocence from the garden; the place we were removed from for the price of knowing.  But I have seen the promise of Eden, its beauty, the wild held in the eyes of eagles; … Continue reading

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Small stone 1/14

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

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