Tag Archives: saudade

I sing dandelion seeds

My chrysanthemum/daisy/buttercup bouquet in a shoebox is a love poem.  I open it for you, smiling, but you see only the yellows, not the asters that are my eyes.  I sing dandelion seeds, each note touching your face.  You brush … Continue reading

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What she said (a sort of roundel)

Return to me, love.  My feet are planted deep in this country, sole to earth, rooted in the same soil where my father’s bones sleep. My spirit flows here, exhaled and rebreathed. Return to me and take what is offered. … Continue reading

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hiraeth

Uncountable longing translated to snow and expressed in lightness immeasurable while falling but building to impossible depth once snow strikes snow

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scales (this time, with saudade)

if I set this globe to scale as an orange then we are two dust motes on it– no, even less than dust perhaps atoms on opposing halves and sides of that orange and how could that orange allow awareness … Continue reading

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