Tag Archives: november

November sounds are secrets

November sounds are secrets; the dance of branch against branch unquieted by leaves and newly naked, or the rasp of snow on snow, a whispered shift subtle as eyelashes kissing in a blink, that soft more seen than heard but there, … Continue reading

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November turns

november turns our sauterne sweet to stern grayness   At Dverse we are trying our hands at Than-Bauk, a Burmese climbing rhyme poem.  Each line has four syllables. The rhyme is on the fourth syllable of the first line, the … Continue reading

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love (i have lost count)

the oaks are naked now their last rags wind-stripped & though my breath is a seen thing i know heat this side of winter somehow you have made me less november & more something that blooms

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