Tag Archives: poetry

The man on the moon

Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

One man, his steps small down the ladder, but how many hands made this one step possible to touch moon gravel for the first time, how many minds dreamed this man dancing in a vacuum a moment, the moon a … Continue reading →

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ghost dreaming

Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

this dream leaps too tall for the snares i lay down to trap it in the morning i will remember simply skipping outside flesh and call it flying

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Haiku Heights: Alien

Posted on August 25, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

some days I don’t fit easily into living in this world but not

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the poem I wanted to write

Posted on August 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

there was a poem this morning looping colored cursive arcs on the ceiling ready for paper– it was something simple like how your voice wings to my ears & our laughing braids across miles or is it inches between us … Continue reading →

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death rituals (those crazy Americans and their guns)

Posted on August 24, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

why does this choosing your own death demand you take more with you you are no pharaoh and there is no sun god I know of that still craves the blood of those innocents to appease with these lives leaving … Continue reading →

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46 soon

Posted on August 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

that number climbs closer to 50 & all the selves I carry inside nest each other like Russian dolls– the women I was holds those women I might have been & greets the one I am still becoming so many layers in … Continue reading →

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faucets

Posted on August 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

last night I read a book where what comes out of faucets was not predictable & thought for just a moment about how here water flows from these pipes automatic as breath & as casual– a given these pipes are … Continue reading →

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