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Tag Archives: love
no boys allowed at the slumber party
All the girls that call themselves women buzz like bees circling a bouquet because the topic turns to love, to true love, to the love of your life & how they knew they found it & with whom. I am suddenly 16, … Continue reading
trust is a learned thing
trust is a learned thing: that something so big can name, can love, can nurture one this small dry tears with a kiss & stitch together a torn heart with a smile it is known by infants as something real, … Continue reading
why we love
because I and you melt & diffuse into an us of limitless joy
communication (haiku triptych)
I am uncertain how 3 words breathed in passion more than we spoke them remain strong enough to hold us together still despite differences With what words then, love can I possibly free you? Can they be unsaid?
Within Calling Without: A Duet
By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan Daniels outside my window, tree frogs and crickets are in full spring shout, like calling to like until they meet and are silent from within, behind my window, I hear their calls, calls from within, … Continue reading
my sister’s birthday
Your eyes opened 47 years ago, May 9, the perfect Mother’s Day present born a month early. I knew this story before I had words to tell it myself, heard it repeated by our mother in the litany of births … Continue reading
Eden
We are no first man & first woman in an ideal garden– no, you & I have fallen several times; this last, we fell together with eyes open, aware of the price of love & willing to pay it. We knew … Continue reading
Susan Daniels Poetry 