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murder hornets gotta eat & other fallacies

Posted on October 17, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

the world is flatbut round, a blue pizzaor green naan if I fall or you fall from the edge, as this planet has fallenfrom full globe to a communion wafer would we meetdragons? Or giants?Or sleeping murder hornets,all of them … Continue reading →

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My dead (recast, for Jeffrey)

Posted on October 15, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

My poem, My Dead, needs another stanza. So, baby brother, you are now a new, very sharp stone in my pocket too. Thanks for walking with me. I call them my dead,not that they don’t stillbelong to themselvesor to the … Continue reading →

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Closure

Posted on October 14, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

closure– this thing I need where sad packs deep but neatly in its place under a shiny brown shell the way an acorn hides the potential of a tree inside of it–a pain 200 years old, living, still growing and … Continue reading →

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Pretty things

Posted on October 10, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

Across the street From the cemetery Is the house We grew up in, its yard Confettied with yellow leaves We’d rake in piles to dive into Scattering them again Today, my loss Is tied with a bright bow Like a … Continue reading →

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I don’t see color

Posted on June 10, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

I don’t see color they say but I do, we are no stewpot where everything simmers to a bland monotone as if a melting pot is a goal not an impossibility– for every us there is a them I don’t … Continue reading →

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today, when the crocuses open

Posted on May 10, 2018 by Susan L Daniels

today, when the crocuses open so yellow, so birthdayish and so late that I have both together this once and in May is remarkable I will thread them with forget me nots and smile for the sake of all your … Continue reading →

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Excuses

Posted on April 20, 2017 by Susan L Daniels

I write after the children and cats are asleep and the news slows like a clock needing winding in an age when most time is measured digitally, and whispered to satellites so it is always right. I need to wait for … Continue reading →

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