Daily Archives: January 26, 2015

the flow of water (a blackout poem)

  in this lonely voice ……………hardly heard, raging waters had built their dwellings with tiny shingled stones. the wind received his name, the thrown Storm far above, drawn ashore. high rocks remain lying.   ..

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Hold That Thought

. Maybe if we aim our breaths just right, tame the trite and e(r)ase the mind, the miles will melt, the map will chime; our words will scorch this barren land in spirit and spell and sign.   . Wordled. … Continue reading

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