Tag Archives: dandelions

weeds

Posted on March 31, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

No matter how often we are trimmed, pulled, sprayed into submission with tear gas or roundup we riot we grow, we grow tangled beautiful in spite of ourselves and in spite we call living we seed and go where air … Continue reading →

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readying

Posted on May 5, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I am no lady, weeding deep as soil goes, elbows in and eager to seed, stopping to wave at my neighbor who says my kneeling is more a predictor of spring than inconsistent robins, but she’s not a dirt person, forgets … Continue reading →

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poetry is dead

Posted on September 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

they keep saying that as if somehow willing a throat closed that has no body will kill it as if beauty will not spring up unplanned & rioting between cracks in the concrete whether it is wanted or not, like … Continue reading →

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bold as dandelions

Posted on May 22, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

bold as dandelions we bloom, too, in this bright heat explode like small suns

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