Tag Archives: poetry

looking for god in particles (theology of physics)

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

did they find it/him/her the organizing energy behind the universe that particle bringing matter form and spirit weight no, they discover the fingerprint of something greater inside everything but that organizing energy is too clever to be captured by our crude tools … Continue reading →

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the new lot’s wife

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if I look back once let it not be salt that dissolves that is all that is left of me standing here but a stronger substance, let me become diamond hardness a core that scratches iron but prismatic, sparkling, and … Continue reading →

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sex in the third person

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if I and you shifted to she and he when we should be just us lost in the heat of this we fusing there would be no true union just she filtering feeling through a camera lens a voyeur assessing performance … Continue reading →

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faces on a wall (inspired by Chuck Tingley’s freestyle painting video)

Posted on July 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

graffiti eyes and mouths borrow form from the wall and, lacking something like enough hunger, they become bases for new faces sprayed over and rising from each other generations of cheekbones and jawlines rising for a moment then overlapped smiling (or is … Continue reading →

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Posted on July 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this monkey brain that runs me understands some things but not how to process the spirit in you recognizing mine and how these spirits can dance together, not waiting for formal introductions and cavort, laughing at our slower minds and … Continue reading →

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Cutting teeth on prophecy (keeping the Sabbath)

Posted on July 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Every Sunday after church Ezekiel’s wheels spun and dazzled on the kitchen ceiling over their heads painted there by their words– I saw them there; those, and angels with wings covering jewel-toned eyes chanting “Holy, Holy, Holy,” and they did … Continue reading →

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as much

Posted on June 30, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

as spirit is wedded to this body threads through muscle and steps restless inside this cage called skin how lovely to know sometimes they are not so much opposed and how, with you both can blend in agreement and hum harmony together

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