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Tag Archives: Braille
The Sun’s a Golden Lozenge
And there’s a croak in my throat and so from now on I shall speak only in braille, the ache of words unspokenthe frail flurry of feathersthe echo of this bright sky. I know the chance I’m takingbut it’s a choice I’m makingjust in case … Continue reading
Clacking Back
The morning speaks in cobblestone braille and snail trail goo. You might think my toes would have a go at it all, but my fingers are what’s itchy. Twitchy with time and not enough time and rhyme that isn’t jiving. Arrival’s easy; it’s staying that’s a trick. … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q Prompts
Tagged alien communication, Arrival, Braille, clacking back, clacking black, inky fingers, itchy fingers, Quickly, talking with snails
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nothings
this poem is made of maple syrup sky and black forest on rye and the whispered why of granulated grace. of empty space. of quiet lines that trail true north, wax forth and waneonly by a frosted slice of moon. too soon, she’ll murmur something in … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged Braille, moon poems, November 2022, starspeak, this poem poems, wax and wane
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Architecture
(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
Posted in NaPoWriMo
Tagged alphabet architecture, alphabet poems, Braille, duplex sonnet, keys, keys and spaces, writing on writing
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