Daily Archives: April 21, 2017

Overheard Overhead

{found poems in moon thought}   .. As far as mass goes, she’s a stone. No light of her own. The actual length, in flatrocks is waning. She’s shrinking, thinking. Looks prehistoric, right? She’s sky-wise and old bone tired. Wired … Continue reading

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Book Fallen Open

.. I long to spend this day enfolded in your parchment arms, swirled in words and worlds where I have never been. Wish I could dance within your lead -ed rows, dig my toes in to your threaded kernings, yearning … Continue reading

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sewn mouth

… there is a harvest of phrase (a hum, a song, a scream) behind my be -stung tongue. my teeth a cage, my seeds are gone. no pit, …………….all stone.   ..   Prompted by toads.   

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