Tag Archives: death

Not even worthy of a title

How does this poem differ from thoughts and prayers sent to people full of thoughts and prayers so full when their mouths open words pour out floral and lacy as funeral cards but minus the cash. How does this poem … Continue reading

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today daylight

today daylight increments smaller than hope (that bitch knows we have ahead of us a season of ice short days blue shadows angled light but I’ll gladly add the seconds to an appreciable difference) time is like that a change … Continue reading

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For Jimmie

When a poet dies the land is not poorer because it holds bones loosely that once sang the resonance of stone and understood what leaves whispered When a poet dies the air echoes her mouth shaping sound that kiss of breath in her voice … Continue reading

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(a)Wake

He was with me in the sunlight pressing blocks into carpet, heat kissing the tips of his black shoes shiny while I played the shoelace game with my small fingers always unraveling his knots– and then he wasn’t there, but … 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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if death is truly the road to awe

if beauty is in the breaking down & the taking up of matter, growth/decay intimately twined into this weave, our fabric unraveled & reknit if death is the beginning journey both becoming & unbecoming, let something live sing & thread through these bones … Continue reading

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haiku heights: birth

equinox, mabon the wheel balances & turns from birth to fading there is evenness between light and dark today, the birth of autumn

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