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apocalypse poem #1

Posted on December 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

sorry I have no lengthy to-do list to complete days before the apocalypse & plan to do nothing apart from the usual business of living though I  might make love to you with more urgency than usual, straining to imprint some hint … Continue reading →

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phantoms

Posted on December 1, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

i can’t listen to Andrew Lloyd Weber without remembering her passion for that dark music she played over & over on vinyl until like those ripples on the soundtrack the needle smoothed over, a stone skipped across dark water in … Continue reading →

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new world magic

Posted on November 30, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

new world magic is different. the Cherokee say when the earth was mud risen from water, grandfather buzzard sank valleys & lifted mountains with his careless wings & they told of a world under this one whose people knew summers in our … Continue reading →

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Force (erasure)

Posted on November 29, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Text from “Civil Disobedience” by Henry David Thoreau.  Erasure by Susan Daniels…   not born to be forced I breathe my own not responsible for working of the machine– when an acorn and chestnut fall both obey their laws we slept … Continue reading →

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some thoughts on early winter

Posted on November 28, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there are things winter owns besides this  axial tilt shortening days & steaming breath it is icicle teeth grazing the edge of the roof hungry for the heat inside & how the moon, no longer warm readies her blades to sketch … Continue reading →

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meat

Posted on November 28, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I like the taste of meat that blood kissing fire in that not quite caramelization the civilized call Maillard but I’m not civilized & maybe if I thought of cows instead of beef & those birds I named instead of chicken before … Continue reading →

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stormchasing

Posted on November 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

I have looked into hurricane eyes & found the pause you call peace that I call breathing deep an energy save between screams don’t get used to the quiet it breaks easy

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