Tag Archives: poetry

A Systematic Derangement (prepositioning faith)

Posted on January 27, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Above all overarching heavens and gods across borders of mind, after all is spoken against each tyranny along fences amid flocking birds, among dancing stars around the apex of morning before anyone leaps in front of that train of thought, under all dreaming, there is … Continue reading →

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The Edge of Chaos (a stroll through a few cortices and other landmarks)

Posted on January 24, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

There is no atlas for this country I  travel.  There are roads drawn through imaging and scalpels but none of them named Cherry, Peach, Plum, or those numbered state and county routes. Instead we have the foramen semiovale, not the semi-o valley fruiting between … Continue reading →

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becoming (schizophrenic or woman)

Posted on January 23, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

it should be artless, this balance of welcome and reserve: one is not born, but rather becomes, a woman she did learn once what girls study in school, though witnesses will not testify and there are no books written with intelligence, … Continue reading →

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the spin of it (karousel draft for Dverse)

Posted on January 17, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

He says for me everything is a mind fuck-fuck game each action a calculated move sacrificing pawns to a queen on rampage but I am not player or plaything spinning scenarios,or worse, caught in a groove– a stylus scraping the … Continue reading →

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behemoth

Posted on January 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

They are what swim, what fly, what run; they are the eyes holding firelight in fear-touched hunger. They are the plural as single and the one as many; striped and spotted, feathered and furred, scaled or catching hair against brambles. … Continue reading →

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slicing it thick

Posted on January 13, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

I like to taste moments in thick slices, like Vermont cheddar sliced too wide for delicacy but great for grilling this afternoon of careless shopping; buying calendars on 01/12, half-off though the year is not 2 weeks old and instead of … Continue reading →

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Maternity

Posted on January 12, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

So much we call memory is us rewriting ourselves as the center of a story, when perhaps we were peripheral to something bigger unfolding just beneath our own skins, and unknown. In this story I am both central and peripheral: … Continue reading →

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