Tag Archives: here there be dragons

Zoanthropy

Posted on April 25, 2018 by

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That I Might (Not) Be a Trochee,

Posted on April 24, 2018 by

.. I am wearing my most significant scales, an anti …………{love} -poem, unformed. A snap -dragon(fly). An elm. The helm of a whispered ship, …………………..a tintype moon. Soon, you will see that I cannot stop the quiet casings of these … Continue reading →

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Tiny Dragons and Gathered Lightning

Posted on April 13, 2018 by

Dragonflies We can forgive them their lack of talons and fire for the sake of those stained glass window wings , and the way their damsels (in distress, in bright blue dress) flit and fly on by, rescued by the … Continue reading →

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Making Deals with Dragons

Posted on April 10, 2018 by

… They’ve got what we want – that secret fire, that picture-perfect pose and poise of embered strength. We can’t stop ………….(won’t stop; oh, don’t stop) coveting their wings; their unfolding. In case you’ve missed it, they’ve got a song, … Continue reading →

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Far Better Dragons

Posted on April 3, 2018 by

… We have made wing improvements, see? When we spangle them just right, they take flight. They shine. We whine that we can’t do anything about the talons, the sharp-played edges that etch and cut and sting. But see, here’s … Continue reading →

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distracted by dragons

Posted on February 5, 2018 by

i marvel at their cloud-scales, ponder wing and talon, teeth. wonder if they’ll come right out (of clouds) and play. and so, {needless to say}, not much else got done today.   ..

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and still, she is writing about smallish dragons

Posted on January 29, 2018 by

because she can feel their hot breath on her neck, the weight of their scales and talons in the tresses of her hair. they’ve got a thou -sand whispered things, and she is but one pen -dulum, swinging. they’ve got … Continue reading →

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