Tag Archives: moon

Loose Thoughts Caught on a Silver Slow-Stitched Thread

Posted on April 19, 2018 by

.. Listen, here is the thing we might whisper to your waiting ears if you let us; the picture we might paint for you of future endings and un -endings, the case we should argue for the brilliance of forbidden … Continue reading →

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Ocean Sirens

Posted on April 11, 2018 by

.. We tried to tell you the storm was coming, but you didn’t listen to the waves or the tides; the wisdom of the moon or the scent of salt. We are distant -ly …………..(resistant-ly) related to those of you … Continue reading →

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Some Nights Hold Teeth

Posted on April 9, 2018 by

.. , when the wind blows it all loose and mean around your shoulders and the iron cloak of darkness closes in. More questions than you have punctuation for; more clouds than this ebony scrim deserves. The stars mock sharp, … Continue reading →

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Refresher Courses

Posted on March 14, 2018 by

.. Today, we will be reacquainting ourselves with the logarithms of this breeze, the angles of these trees and the squint of sunray-slant, perpendicular in the sky. Parlez vous francais? Me, neither. But the way the lavender is calling and … Continue reading →

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Ash Sky, Falling

Posted on March 12, 2018 by

The dark creeps deep, steeps my poemed breath in star-skin and silence. Once upon a time, you might have waited here with me, among these falling cherry blossom kites. This one last night. Now, I rise, leaving nothing behind but … Continue reading →

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Aubade with Broken Fingers

Posted on March 9, 2018 by

  She’s doing some aching again, greeting the day with open hands and a moaning heart, starting a song on this sky piano with knuckles lost to greater fights. She’s right at the center of that rising sun, mourning loss … Continue reading →

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Mirror Me a Moon

Posted on February 23, 2018 by

Ask her to hold back those tides, allow me a little slumber, a little folding of the hands, a wane from these skies. She’s borrowing light again, and so am I, steadfast and longing. A tiny slice of lemon in … Continue reading →

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