Moon musings

who says
we have said

everything

that can wax and wane
poetic

about this disc
locked by gravity

but still pulling the tides
of the seas

& our blood?

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Fossil-hunting: Element of surprise

This is how
we hunt for fossils:
carefully sifting
through creek gravel
& loose layered stone
at the bank

tiny garter snakes
no longer than my little finger
threaten hands
that get too close
to their warming-places.

That’s all I see;
small live snakes,
dry twigs,
and leaf mold–
the living,
or
the more recently dead.

The only time
I find fossils
is when I sit next to the water
& my hand,
unthinking,
rests on a small stone
crowded with trilobites.

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People…. Check out this poem by Brian Brown-Cashdollar–my old editor/friend–quite powerful.

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the other Susan Daniels

impossible to believe
there are 2 of us
sharing a name
& writing poetry
in the same country

has she stumbled
across my poetry,
as I have hers

& said,
I could have written that,
if I shared that
particular kind of loss,

which I have not;
motherless
& fatherless,
yes,
but never
lost a life new
to the world:

I do not envy
that pain

still, I wonder
if we met
would our muses
tangle in confusion,
not knowing which Susan
to gift at that moment,
or would our songs twine:

a duet in twinned,
separate voices

***I found a poem online, written by another Susan Daniels, which inspired this.  You should read it:  It is beautiful, and so very sad.

http://www.helium.com/items/936694-poetry-mourning

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in response to…..

you are a little boy
toying with women
instead of matches

careful!

telling me
you know how
my pleasure works

I could show you
& should
how to titillate
& inflame

you would
awake in ashes
after we have together
burned the house down

****check out this post for the inspiration–thanks crunks!  http://crunkfeministcollective.wordpress.com/2012/05/04/this-is-how-it-works-2/

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05/04/2012

Lilacs pour perfume
into May air, heady scent–
I am drunk on spring

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the birth of the moon

I love the creation story,
God calling all into being
with a shout
that lasted 6 days

but tonight
as heat lightning
flows from cloud
to cloud
as if painted
by a restless hand
in constant motion
backlit by moonlight,

let’s entertain
the possibility
that
long before
memory,

our planet
took a lover
so eager,
& so matched to her
in mass

that when they met
in a cataclysmic grind
a part of each of them
tore away
& coalesced
into a pearl

(when you are
immense,
as a planet
is immense,
something
the size of our moon
is a trinket)

our mother caught
this pearl
in the net
of her gravity
& wears it
like a shining
lover’s token

or a reminder
never to get that close
again

***pinning this to the top on the blog for dVerse open link today.

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