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Tag Archives: communication
box canyon
You shoutafter the after brings silence but nothing answersexcept this echo
dawn
For a feeling that breaks into blossom where dreams seed there are no adequate words but there are colors that tell it and those I would paint over sunrise, backlit if I had the right brush
building blocks (babble on babel)
Hubris is hard to own in its breaking down to a simplicity of matter, as if cells were stones, small ones, collectively tall enough to threaten heaven and make gods nervous. After falling I stack, borrowed piece by borrowed piece a remembered me, self-made without blueprints. … Continue reading
poets are like onions
Shrek: For your information, there’s a lot more to ogres than people think. Donkey: Example? Shrek: Example… uh… ogres are like onions! [holds up an onion, which Donkey sniffs] Donkey: They stink? Shrek: Yes… No! Donkey: Oh, they make you … Continue reading
language
I have learned you as a second language and am not yet fluent in your tangles of nuance I misspeak more than I speak stumble over heady consonants with multiple meanings it is not so much what is said as … Continue reading
the poem I wanted to write
there was a poem this morning looping colored cursive arcs on the ceiling ready for paper– it was something simple like how your voice wings to my ears & our laughing braids across miles or is it inches between us … Continue reading
if he shouts his silence (for R)
if he shouts his silence you will hear it quietly & your eyes will whisper truth making way for words
