Daily Archives: April 9, 2015

Question for the Ages

              . Still dabbling over at NaPoWriMo (day 9.) I would have called this a concrete poem, but apparently it can also be called a calligram, when it’s a specific shape. Learn somethin’ new … Continue reading

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the work of flowers

… daisies are the chain -gang of the crew, perhaps new to these embankments and waffling (en masse) in their own way -ward moonglow, while dandelion tribes ascribe wishes to chance. the roses have sampled the burgundy, and found it … Continue reading

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Calling Workman’s Comp About Her Broken Heart

… Don’t defecate where you dine, they say. But she didn’t listen, and so here she is, bossed crossed tossed lost, bearing (wearing) nothing but a pink slip.     …

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Crowing Gerunds

… Preceding season, the nesting crow (markings of gray and brown) ….is hearing the gulls assemble waiting, expectant eating the body opening in the rock opening in a forest feeding (feasting) upon a sage sprouting corn, investigating a haunch sloping … Continue reading

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Grinding Stones

… Seems small, but this story spans the sky, everything under the sun, a sneeze of past. The way we move as one, scars at core, suffering ink. The way we think in syll -a -bled phrasings, first nicks, wild … Continue reading

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