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weeds

Posted on March 31, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

No matter how often we are trimmed, pulled, sprayed into submission with tear gas or roundup we riot we grow, we grow tangled beautiful in spite of ourselves and in spite we call living we seed and go where air … Continue reading →

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intentional weeds

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

edible yellow interweaving clover small suns tangle in forget-me-nots stain feet dark brown as cinquefoil grabs ankles and there, wild thyme low-slung oregano scents  mornings after mowing who wants a day smelling only of orchard grass no matter how sweet that … Continue reading →

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poetry is dead

Posted on September 2, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

they keep saying that as if somehow willing a throat closed that has no body will kill it as if beauty will not spring up unplanned & rioting between cracks in the concrete whether it is wanted or not, like … Continue reading →

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