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Daily Archives: April 10, 2012
Timber
(a Fib) We etch our names in your skin, and you hold them strong, longer than we hold each other.
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Of Words, and Wind
(after Theordore Roethke) I broke from that low place breathing a slower breath, cold, in my own dead salt; for these pseudo-pneumo lungs have worn too thin, can no longer hold this thing, this retched in and out, this rising … Continue reading
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Mama’s Song
Do you see me? I am oak, standing tall and strong and waiting for you, lifting limbs to heaven for your safety, wisdom. As you try out your still wet wings, I stay, and pray for thick skin, soft hearts … Continue reading
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Rocks
“Sometimes I guess there just aren’t enough rocks.” ……………………………………………………– Forrest Gump She throws them anyway. Lifts these shards, these pebbled pieces high and lets them fly. For the men who couldn’t see her and the ones who saw too … Continue reading
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