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who will bring me butterflies now in this time of spring peepers and crocuses before anything opens? I will watch for you and maybe see something very much like an angel but drunk and dirty whose prayer shakes a fist at … Continue reading
If you think I will be nothing without you
What was I before you (?) A halfbaked dream cupcake woman needing icing and your tastebuds to fully become only while being eaten alive?
Ubi bene, ibi patria
my fatherland is the land of my mother, the deep woods in summer, lichen walls shelved by bracket fungi where green is the color of silence I will gather moss, bed down wildness and breathe home
Renegades
Art is not owned by nations, And can never be Soviet enough, Uzbek enough Though the artists Might be chained to times Or movements The images, painted Breathe, stretch oiled wings And own themselves Before flight. ***Fragment of something larger, inspired … Continue reading
carefully everywhere descending (apologies to ee)
Perhaps somewhere snow arranges itself carefully and everywhere descending, but here it is less pointillist and more whitewashing with a wide brush, painting over everything an annihilating sameness.
05/10/2012
I never danced with the devil; only my friend Michael & now I dance with a man across hours, days, continents, cultures without ever touching & the music is of our own making ***Here I am, savoring my morning coffee … Continue reading
Susan Daniels Poetry 