Tag Archives: poetry

waiting for the storm

everything I am stretches towards & yearns to burn electric my skin rippling pure energy barely time to say yes & again that same yes a strike that cannot be cooled by just rain after thunder rattles my bones with … Continue reading

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the rainbow girl

she is named for the breath of God that animated Adam but she is more than breath she is breath within a body her beauty a fusion of 3 continents: African eyes, Native American cheekbones, European lips wrapped in skin … Continue reading

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stones and water

everything here is stone & water; the slow moulding of glacier leavings by centuries of water wearing its path there is life flickering alongside & through this unhurried, subtle grind; evident in fossils & water spiders that skate on surface … Continue reading

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memorial day

there is no romance in dying a soldier, but these deaths deserve remembrance, and so we place flowers & flags over the bones of those whose lives were swallowed by war our young men, all sons, some fathers whose blood … Continue reading

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Animus (for Nancy)

she says she thinks she is part man in her thinking & turns to her friends to validate a femininity that is visible to any eyes but her own measuring her face in the mirror but that mirror lies & hides … Continue reading

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greens

today, I choose chard for bitter earthiness, sorrel,  amaranth, & dandelion offerings for dinner I would have foraged if we lived in caves but, because we do not my 2 children will push their plates away reach for safer choices … Continue reading

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led

unwilling to define this giddiness that leads me, stumbling like a woman drunk on air or sunlight instead of labeling & analyzing I would rather be simply piloted by it & dance with the line that reels me, in whatever … Continue reading

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