Tag Archives: November Chapbook 2022

Taste and See 

The day’s spilled overlike a tipped cup of honied tea, and we’ve run out of words. Of time.  The moon: a lemon lollyor a wintergreen lozenge we long to melt on hungry tongues.  :: In November, we poem.

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Square One 

Except (accept) that it’s a circle, really,more hula-hoop than hopscotch.  We’ve been herea time or two, my friend,where both the mad and the merry go ’round.  And so we spin.  Begin, again.  :: In November, we poem.

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last call for a wayward moon

Let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start…– The Sound of Music Closing time, every new beginningcomes from some other beginning’s end.– Semisonic :: she orders a whiskey, neat(there’s enough that’s on the rocks)and floats alone … Continue reading

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