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Daily Archives: April 27, 2022
(a sonnet variation called a “duplex”) :: I am a swirling alphabet storm. Nobody knows the order of this chaos. The order of chaos is unknown, even to me. The key is making sense of all the spaces in between. The … Continue reading
(a Golden Shovel poem using my Ro. Sham. Beau. poem from day 26) We thought it was what it was, the end and be all of sigh-language fun, the soup to nuts and center guts of all games of the heart and dynamitesmiles. All the while, we reallydidn’t see the fabled forest until we ran into the trees, … Continue reading
(Titles Remix: another poem gone rogue) We are most mad about the ice(box) poem(s), the flibbertigibbet foldability of flowers fables,Phoenix rising – fluff. All that flirtingwith disaster, humming schwa and counting all joy (conspiring with dragons). We (wild girls) breathe like (wee) origami dragons, making sense of sunrise, making much of … Continue reading