Tag Archives: poetry

canon (the important thing)

Posted on September 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there is a gospel of mary on a fifth-century papyrus that is not canon & an infancy gospel of thomas where the child Jesus rolled 12 sparrows from clay & spit. they flew away, singing.  not everything old is true, & … Continue reading →

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i hate cliches like wearing my heart on my sleeve, as if somehow that much control would be possible

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

a heart lives inside my tongue, in my fingertips, pulses through my pen & i never know what secret it will speak just for the sake of singing it & there i am, left cleaning all that unrepentant truth-telling that … Continue reading →

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intangible

Posted on September 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

if i could stretch my spirit to where you are, i would haunt you through the door we call dreaming but it is difficult to spin a strand of self that far, so instead i will call you here sculpted of shadow where i want … Continue reading →

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i go hunting to kill what is left of you in me

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the trails are cold & dead but i will find the traces wipe that last kiss from my lips because it stings

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fall comes to the valley in whispers

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

cornfields left dry and standing in late september whisper urgency the harvest gods are impatient for everything to be gathered in, dried, or ground to flour, so they can dance with light on water before it freezes, or sleep in leaf-piles. yes, early fall … Continue reading →

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(im)permanence: what i learned in elementary school

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there was always sun & the rhythm of seasons in shortening & lengthening light falling & rising temperature patterns set as days, the stubborn optimism of each sunrise; the slow showy fade into twilight at its setting.  the insistence of spring … Continue reading →

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Urban Jungle Blues

Posted on September 21, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

By Noel A. Ihebuzor and Susan L. Daniels Another wandering day finds worn out minds worrying on a wavering road wound tightly around anxious feet lost and soles tired, tiring, endless stomping, souls emptying, core eroding trapped penniless in hard … Continue reading →

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